Where were you?" the obvious attempt of changing the topic was his last ditch attempt to distract me. It was cute. And a sudden thought occurred to me... I ignored his questions and stood up. I walked slowly to my own bathroom, undressing as I went. I knew he was still looking at me. And his gasp confirmed it. I looked back at him and saw that he had a greedy look at his face and an obvious boner. I knew that my red lace bra and red thongs to match would do the trick. "Don’t tell on me OK? I. I was trying to decide what I wanted to keep. I left myclothes in the closet; my brothers could fight over what they wantedand could dispose of the rest however they felt like. My computer wasdefinitely going upstairs, and the bed. Definitely the bed. I wasn'tgoing to switch my queen for my brother's twin. Being the oldest stillhad its perks!Other than those two items, which would be identical in either a boy'sor a girl's room, I couldn't think of anything else that I wanted totake. I'd packed. ”“What does that mean? What’s an office plaything, a toy?”“God … fuck me, please!” It was whispered but so deeply it surprised even me that it came out with the desperation I felt.His finger was jammed deep in my pussy. “What does it mean to be the office plaything?”“You fuck me in the office. They fuck me. Everyone fucks me in the office. I’m here for all of you to use.”He turned me around and held his finger up to my face. I took his hand and put the finger in my mouth. He had me. Dammit, I had to come up with a solution to that problem if I was to live through this! I said, "My ... my money is in my saddlebag. Do ... do not shoot me, and I will dismount to get it." I hoped that the bandit would take me for a congenital idiot and let me move my hands without shooting me.I was in luck, and he waved me to the ground. Fortunately, he was on my right side, and one always dismounted on the horse's left if at all possible. Some horses actually got real fractious if the rider.