Near the end of 1930 my grandfather is kidnapped in broad daylight by co-workers on payday. His fellow workers wouldn’t help him because they were a...raid of the kidnappers.Not only did they steal my grandfather’s money, they tortured him to death for the fun of it. They shot him seven times when they were finished and then for good measure threw his body into my grandmother’s front yard. My grandmother was pregnant with my mother at the time. Being it was Kentucky during the depression a woman. I recalled that I somewhere have a french maid outfit stacked. I went inside and looked for it. When I found it I wore it along with a garter belt and stockings, but I did not wear any panties. Then I went into the bathroom and put a tampon in my ass and left the string hung as long as it was. Using a piece of tape I taped my penis and balls so they wouldn't hang down and be visible.Now I went back in the yard and did some random stuff hoping that someone might see me and my string hanging. Her head rolled from side to side and she seemed to be building her pleasure again. As she caressed herself, her legs opened and closed in unison with the rocking of her head. I could now see the whole of her pussy, still glistening slightly hidden by a neatly trimmed bush. She spread her legs wide while her head swayed faster. Her fingers still tantalizing her nipples. High pitched squeals began coming from her lips. Her hips raised up and her legs opened wider. The swaying of her head turned. I didn't like where all this was going, but I also didn't want it to stop."You have the kind of body that would make any girl happy." Show me again, Billy," said Jim. "Take off your robe and show me your body."I know. I should never have slipped that robe off my shoulders. and let it fall on the floor. But it felt good to have him admire my body."Oh yeah," said Jim, "nice pecs, nice thighs, and what a tight set of abs!" Turn around, Billy," Jim told me. I did as I was told. I could feel his.