Once everyone was fed I took a nap.I woke to find Kelly sitting on my bed. “Good morning.”“Hey. What time is it?”“About noon. Feel better?�...“Yeah.”“The girls are getting hungry.”I sighed, “Right. Duty calls.”“Hang on,” she said, putting her hands gently on my shoulders. “I’m teasing. They’re on the beach. I wanted to know if you wanted to join me for some fun in the sun.”“What about my needing to cook and clean?”“After you fell asleep we talked and realized how mean we were being to you. You. .not quite. I could feel her teeth close in when it got too deep."You have to wait. Tell me about the girls in the locker room." I was totally turned on by the idea that my johnson was the topic of naked teenage girl's in the lockeroom. Each telling stories of my dick in various places of there lusty, busty, hot and horny young bodies. The only thing better than a set of boobs is a room full of boobies, hard-nippled and turned on for the heat of my juicy boner. "They always walk around in their. And before I could question myself any more he spokeagain, and all I could do was think, 'Yes, Daddy, anything.'"Reach up with both hands and open my belt buckle. Pull the belt off,Trisha."And I did, my hands reaching over his legs, his bulging crotch, to histhick black leather belt...the buckle was heavy steel..I pulled on itand opened it...I never thought this act would be so erotic....I wasunlocking the first door to..to his cock, and willingly doing it....as Ipulled the buckle open, I. From your reaction, Imust have guessed right."But I am nervous about their 'no scars' requirement. You will havescars from the rib reduction. The scars should be narrow, but they willbe long. I've discussed those scars with the buyers, but they will notgive final approval until they can examine the healed scars. But don'tworry about that, my dear Mary. If you cooperate and satisfy the restof their requirements, I won't sell you to the mining camps. If theywon't accept those scars, it's my.