‘Yes, fine,’ I mumbled ‘I’d better be going.’ ‘Yes I guess so, but where is it?’ ‘Where’s what?’ Smiling, coming closer and fixing...me with that devastating blue eyed stare he said. ‘My trophy.’ ‘I’m sorry?’ ‘My momento, my souvenir, my reward for what we did.’ ‘I’m sorry Guy,’ I said fumbling through my oversized and bloody inconvenient bag for my car keys. ‘I don’t understand.’ ‘He came up closer and kissed me, pressing his erection very pointedly right into my stomach.’ ‘Your panties. "Here Tommy, look at this" he beckoned me behind the counter and pulled open a little drawer, "This is dad's idea, I 'spose he told you about it"The drawer was actually a till with quite a bit of money in it,"This is all the money from your vegetables and of course you know that ten per cent of it's yours don't you?"I looked blankly at him and his jaw dropped,"He hasn't told you?" Told me what?" Oh shit!" I think you'd better tell me about it Joe, don't you?" Bloody hell Tommy, the old man will. ”“You never got tempted to take it further?”“No, we didn’t really know what else to do,” Esme replied, “there were times when he touched my pussy in a certain place that made me shudder and liked that but he never actually made me cum. Then, one Saturday everything changed, l was just past my sixteenth birthday and Col had come home and said he wanted to join the Navy, he had never been that interested in the farm, unlike Ben and Jack, Sidney wasn’t interested in the farm but was always. More than twice the normal amount. Although I wanted to see how much Jody could produce in a day, I also wanted to taste him. So I cheated a little and tipped the container to wet my tongue. His jizz didn't taste very good, surprising me as everthing else had been near perfect. I looked down at Wendy, still recovering in a fetal posistion. Knowing I wanted a second opinion she stood up, surprisingly agile for such a big woman. "Just a little," I said. Taking the cylinder.