Mary had baked some biscuits this time. The biscuits were the best of the bunch and during the meal I remembered exactly the type of seasoning buffalo...steak needed. Ketchup, I wondered if it'd been invented yet.Lilly and Lilah seemed shy during supper but I couldn't blame them. They'd been through an ordeal I could barely imagine. I was pleased to see that they were polite and had good table manners, a chancy thing at best in these times.They helped Mary clean up afterward and she was about to. Apparently spiders are a mortal enemy of hers and she’s spotted one in the bathroom somewhere. Ya gotta love panic ... it makes for some really great scenery - ‘specially when it’s naked - wow!I have a picture of when I was 5 or 6 and she would have been 9 or 10 - I forget which. But I remember really clearly the incident where she play wrestled with me and ended up on top of me with my hands pinned above my head. Yup, the rest of us both were in the classic female superior position ... and we. She is moaning no and please don’t but he ignores the words, listening only to the delightful fear in her sexy voice. He strips off and smiles at her, new tears run down her face. He lines himself up and grins maliciously up at her.“This is going to be good, I’m going to use you like the whore you are.”Then without any time wasted he thrusts his 8inch manhood fully into her, pausing to listen to her cry of pleasure and pain. Satisfied that she is wet enough for him to enjoy a proper pounding,. It works every time.I didn’t want to get my clothes wet and it just felt normal and yet at the same time it felt so completely weird for me to undress in the backyard. I was self-conscious that I was too skinny. It was only made more obvious when I was standing next to the Betty and her daughters voluptuous bodies.My clothes had become damp when I washed the girls down before when they shake and get suds everywhere or touch me so I decided to just go ahead and get undressed. I took consolation.