The people were a walking, talking example of the old ‘Don’t Tread On Me’ mentality of revolutionary times. Most of the farmland in the area was...along the river basin or in the small valleys. The farms were mostly family owned and worked, no big impersonal agricultural companies here. Before our trip south, Abby had asked me when she was going to meet my folks. I answered that I didn’t think that was going to happen. ‘Why not? Aren’t I good enough?’ Abby asked. She was kidding but seemed to be. I do not want to disappoint you master. I know that you always know what is best for me.Chapter 2I grab your hair, and look right into your eyes. "I can't believe that your cunt is dry. I have warned you about this haven't I"? You try to shake your head yes...but I just jerk your hair tighter and slap your face several times. You remember the time that Master came home early from work and caught you masturbating to the porn movie. You were dragged off the bed, bound to your bench and both your. Looking kinda bored at the party.Adam took notice that I looked bored, he approached me with two red plastic cup of alcohol, one on each hand."I couldn't help but notice you keep looking at your phone, are you expected to leave soon? or are you expecting a call?" Adam handed me a cup.I was never a drinker, and I don't plan to start now."No thanks, I'm not a fan of alcohol"."That's fine, you don't have to drink but at least just hold it and pretend like you are having fun" he laughed and handed. "You slept with her too?" Sure. But we never fooled around like you guys. Once we masturbated together when she had a hard time falling asleep. But that was it." Wow, that is so hot!" Really?" Stephie seemed surprised that I would find that arousing. "Huh, I guess I thought with all the masturbating that goes on around here, you wouldn't really care too much about that." No way, I think that's really sexy. Next time, let me watch."She laughed, and we heard a car door shut in the garage. Mom was.