As I frequently did,I wore my wife’s panties that I retrieved from the dirty clothes hamper, under my sweat pants. The sweatpants had no fly so I ha... to pull them down to piss. I had them down and my cock sticking out of my panties in order to pee when the mayor went to the next unural and zipped his pants down. He looked at me and gave me his usual tongue action and said nice panties. To which I responded “ they are mywife dirty panties, do you like? He then reached over and grabbed my hard. If they can't control them thenthey must accept the consequences for their own failings." So what will happen to them?" I asked."They will probably be plugged or something. Mummy usually knows exactlywhat to do and Sophia, that's Angelica's older sister, will assistmummy." Is she the girl who ordered them upstairs?" asked Janice.Victoria nodded and gently swung her legs to set the garden seatswinging. We rocked in silence for several minutes until Jemima andAngelica reappeared from inside. We had 6hrs till we needed to be at the ferry terminal. I sat in the front with Pete and played with his inner leg & cock thru his trouser till he couldn't take it anymore and got me to pull his trousers down & then I lent over and sucked his cock till he came in my mouth all while he was driving.We stopped on the Desert road to admire the remaining snow on the mountains, then drove onto Hunterville and it was starting to get dark. The sex in the back was driving Pete silly so he signaled again. “I got programmed before you did.”“So that’s it,” she said, nodding as if that explained everything. Maybe it did. “Did someone else program me, too?”“I’m afraid so,” I said. “No point in lying about it.”“Dad, we’ve already fucked. That’s done. Nowhere to go but forward,” she calmly said. “This really feels creepy and if you touch me I’ll probably scream.”“I understand,” I said nodding. She wrapped her blanket around herself a little more tightly. “So, we’re not the Waltons ... I really have.