You then pad gently across the lawn and into the lounge of the house through the open French doors wondering if anyone has noticed you do so. As you a...cend the stairs to the large double bedroom and open the door your fear begins to rise. Now inside, you kick off your sandals bend down and tidy them away under the bed. You then remove the sleeveless white summer dress you have been wearing all day before unhooking your bra and slipping off your knickers… you are now as naked as the day you were. Mathews told her not to waste battery power on punishing me,he would deal with it for her. Giving me the worry that I now faced anunknown action which I was fairly certain would be painful for me.After I served the cheese and port, Mathews went out the front door,returning a moment later with a handful of canes from the garden.Surely he wasn't going to beat me with them I wondered, people don't dothat sort of thing in this day and age, do they?The answer wasn't delayed. I was ordered to stand. "Zoie then returned to the chair to pull out her laptop. Pressing a few keys, she put the computer on my lap, turning the screen toward me. "Darrin, you know you are now a star."I watched in fascination as the saga was played out on Zoies laptop. The Reality TV show crew trailing the congressman, had recorded the whole thing. The Episode was titled "Too Ugly to Die!"Due to the magic of editing, I was turned into a mix of Rambo, John Wayne, and Superman. If the TV show was to be believed, I was. His eyes couldn't help but stare. As he did, she reached down and pulled her lips aside, revealing her inner pussy to her nephew’s leering eyes. John’s eyes grew wide. Her pussy was perfect. Just a little bit of neatly trimmed pepper-gray hair was above her pussy. A perfect landing strip. "It’s okay, John. Don't be afraid to stare. Allow me to bring it closer." Auntie Rita purred. He gulped as she lowered her cunt closer. His Auntie Rita’s scent was heavy in his nostrils. "Don't be afraid, my.