Suddenly, Uncle Bob’s muttered “stupid” had some context. I really was stupid for wearing something like this to go out into the fields in. Actu...lly, this top had no business even being on the ranch.I pulled on the shirt he’d given me, sniffing at it, but I detected no odor, other than dust and a hint of grease. It was way too big for me, of course, but I rolled the sleeves up and went around the shed to find Uncle Bob. He was hooking up another funny-looking implement to the John Deere, which. She also ordered food. The room service told us that it will take another 30 minutes as it is the rush hours for them. It was ok for us as we do not have any hurry after the order is placed Ishita started removing her dress. I also started removing my t-shirt and jeans in no time, I was naked. I looked at Ishita and she was juggling with her bra strip. I went near her and from the back I unhooked her bra and started caressing her boobs from behind. My dick was already hard on and it was pushed. “I have a slipper too, Ann” he said standing and going to the cricket bag. Peter had wondered why there was just one leather soled slipper in there. He came back to Ann.“Do bend over the chair.”Ann’s bottom was hot but the sight of Peter holding the slipper made her bend over. Her dress went up and her pants came down. Peter eased her legs apart and admired the view. He gave her six firm smacks with the slipper making her grunt at each.Ann stood and pulled her pants up.“Gosh, Peter, I have. Perhaps it was the hard look in her eyes and on her face; the look expected violence. Perhaps it was the massive sword leaning against the wall on her left where it could be pulled from its scabbard in a moment’s notice. More than likely it was the look of the five men and women sitting at the table with her, each of them hard and each of them with similar swords next to them or slung on their back.“You seem tense, Gillen,” the man sitting across from her said softly. He was a pale man, easily.