I always thought dad kept this place for a watering hole away from the house, so mom would not see his undying love for the bottle which she knew all ...oo well. He straightened up very good when home, and no one could ever notice that he loved his stiff drinks when he went fishing at the cabin. Anyway, the cabin was still there and mom cared less if dad disappeared once in a while, and this is where we headed. Of course dad was working the late shift, so he did not go out there during his work. She volunteered to help me by steadying me on the ladder. She would hold on to my legs so I wouldn’t wiggle around so much. It didn’t sound like it would help at all but I agreed to give it a try. Climbing up the ladder I reached the top step as she put her hand on my leg and handed me the things she wanted up there. Suddenly, both of her hands were on my legs just below my ass cheeks. She was squeezing my legs tightly. Somehow, it did make me feel more secure. It was a struggle but I finally. While I had no problem missing baths when I was camping out on long trips, I hated the thought of being dirty in the RV. I decided to shower later and went back to the trailer to start melting the gold I’d let pile up.I made a good-sized dent in the mound of gold nuggets. At this rate I figured I’d finish it up about the same time I finished the house if I spent a few hours working at it every evening after dark, and before bed. I locked up the trailer and went back inside to make dinner and. "Now, get up. touch that gag and I will beat you." I growled a warning.She looked up at me, wide eyed and whimpered. Finally scared good and proper,..or at least on the way there. She stood up and I slipped thepole off of her neck. She hugged her arms around herself and started to back away from me as I put the pole away.I turned and she tried to run for the door. I knew this was a stubbornchild and had a moment where I really hoped she was a virgin because ifso this would surely be the.