After the Pastor left they moved into a little side room where the six matching long white gowns hung. A bowl of home-made lemonade was on the side an... each girl was encouraged to drink some. There was a bathroom attached and each girl bathed, taking special care of her cleanliness, and her pubic hair was shaved off by her mother. When each girl was clean she came out of the bathroom and was helped into the floor length white linen dress, high at the neck and very loose fitting, so that it felt. Me: oo acha…(embarrassed)Anjali: and I am sorry ki tum dono k bich abhi tk kuch nhi hua hai..Me: thodi sharmili hai voh..Anjali: thodi nhi bht.. tum dusri q nhi pata lete.Me: main use hurt nahi kar sakta abhi.Now we came to the drawing room with coffee in our hands and sat on the couch. Her hot pant was too short and I could see her milky white and fleshy thighs. I tried ignoring that but you know how hard it is for us to take off our eyes and I was staring at her thighs.Anjali: what are you. I threw both garments across the room, where they settled on the desk amongst my little eighth-grader's schoolbooks."Have I been bad, Daddy?" Very bad, you naughty little girl, and now Daddy must punish you." I sat back on my heels in the center of the bed, her naked legs hooked together under one of my arms and resting across the lap my position afforded. Her cute little mons was only hinted at between her thighs in this arrangement, the top of a little slit peeking out under the wispy patch. Rising up from holes in the ground as the wagons passed Indians quickly and quietly over powered the soldiers and spread the wagons after preparing the Gatling guns to fire then I rode out as did all of my Indian friends and family members. With the Indians forming an impressive line I slowly rode forward to see if the Colonel would talk.When he gave the order to break rank and form up to charge I signaled the Indians at the Gatling guns. When all four had finished firing the 50 rounds each.