We were Florida farmers or if you were in Texas we would have been ranchers. Our farm had acreage that was used for strawberries and then when all the...berries were gone, the fields and rows were replanted with broccoli and tomatoes.That was just the big rotating garden plots that we sold the produce to the big grocery companies. This area covered about a hundred acres. If we thought we could get the sweet corn in and harvested early enough, we would plant an additional thirty acres. In this. I had money in the bank, but I didn't know how long it would last.Oh, and the big one, did I want to chance going back for my stuff?Going back for it meant that I would risk seeing - them - again. I suppose, if I had have thought about it, the thing I feared the most was more them seeing me again.I wasn't sure what I really thought about them anymore - me, them, us. To be totally honest, I was quite angry with them. Well, I was a lot of things, particularly when it came to Amy and my brother,. " I remarked, "This damn book is dull as hell!" I had never used words like that around me father and he looked over at me sharply. Then he saw my exposed pussy and his eyes opened wide. He started to say something, but stopped. He stared at my cunt for a longer than he should and finally said, "Honey you're not wearing any panties." "I boldly replied, "You might as well know it, I have an overwhelming desire to have you fuck me! I'm hopping you secretly feel the same way." Daddy looked. Looking inside one, I saw jewelry and electronics in the back. I felt that this wasn’t the first raid for this group. I wondered who else might have been victimized.I finished loading the bodies into the SUV’s and went inside. It was cold out but the work of dragging those men heated me up. Once inside, there was coffee waiting. I held the mug to warm my hands which were cold even through my gloves as my face warmed in the air.Misty said, “I guess we need to take their SUV’s somewhere and put.