It was much larger than the handle of my hairbrush. Its girth exceeded my grasp. With my thumb, I massaged the underside of the head of it. Through ha...f closed eyes, I studied Dad’s face for a reaction, but he stoically continued his massage down my torso. When he reached the waistband of my sleeping pants, I knew the moment of truth had arrived. I opened my thighs a bit. Dad warmed a new handful of oil, then reached in through the loose leg hole and began to apply the warm oil to my engorged. And ….and….and wh…what else they were doing?(she asked curiosly)Me: I don’t know…They were shaking..i don’t know why.G: Ok…Me: Akka .. you have boyfriend right?G : Ya… why?Me: And have you done such things with him?G: Why do you want that? You stupid, idioit.Me: Sorry Akka… Really sorry.( I sat my bed silently because she was little uncomfortable. After sometime, may be half an hour later she came to me and said)G: So, you haven’t told what do you like in girls…. Now tell me ..what do you. “I’m checking your contour for symmetry and size. John, please write down 2 left and 3 right.”Angelica slid her hands down the backs of Mack’s legs as she knelt down. “Mack, I will touch your manhood in a minute to feel its proportions and to test how it moves within your trousers. If you are uncomfortable with that …or if you become uncomfortable with it… just say so. Before that, I will feel your glutes and test the shape and size of them. I will test the space between your thighs - just. The law didn't pursue them all that vigorously unless forced by the federales. The pot crop was a large part of the local economy so when one of the growers wanted a new car, he paid cash and bought it locally. When they needed groceries they went to the local market and picked up what they needed, so they put a lot of the income they were making into the local economy. I guess the only real downside to the whole economic scenario is that they weren't paying taxes on the income. Well some were,.