Is there something on the lawn?”I was blushing furiously with embarrassment.“What’s going on?” she continued, and went over to the window.“E...m, nothing, Mrs – Abi,” I stammered, but it was too late.“Oh my goodness,” she said. I really thought she would get embarrassed and leave, or go out and put a stop to things. But to my surprise, she carried on watching. I suppose I could have taken this opportunity to disappear, but I didn’t. I looked out of the window too.During the minute while I had. This man, if I remember corectly was about 45 to 50 years of age and I was only 16. He put his hand against my trousers and gently fondled my cock. My cock was raging with desire at this and I wanted him to put his hand inside my trousers and give me a good grope. But I said nothing. He put his mouth over and whispered in my ear. "Wait until you get a cubicle next to the one I am in". So I nodded. he went into one and I waited until one came free beside him. I went in and sat down. he was. We ate our dinner and had several drinks while I listen to them try to keep a made up story going although I had a pretty good idea what was going on. I finished my drink and got up and said I was heading to the pool and they were welcome to join me if they wanted. After swimming in the pool for a while and a couple more drinks we moved to the hot tub because no one was in there. In there one got up the nerve to come over and slid his hand in my bathing suit squeezing my tits and rubbing my. Before the men could say or do anything, both women dropped to the floorboards and poked their shotgun barrels over the wagon wall.Three of the men continued to ride toward the women, but one of them swung around to be back of the second wagon. He was probably not expecting any opposition, so he was caught completely by surprise when he was shot in the chest by Johnny. That triggered firing by the women in the front of the wagon, and three more men died of buckshot perforations before they.