After that she was silent for a while and then she started to talk, trying to explain why she did that. She said basically what I knew before that she...and grandpa have very bad relationship for many years, that he hurt her many times, humiliated her because not only that he cheated on her but he did it without even trying to hide it so at the end whole town knew about it. And it happened many times. While she was talking she started crying. I said that I understand her, that I don't blame her. However, you have no reason to believe me, so why don't you," I pointed, "and you, and you, and you, and let's see, you," I pointed to one of the slaves, "inspect this slave to assess her heat. You can report to the rest whether she is close or far from her next orgasm."The three men, and two women, one a slave, got up on the platform and approached Marcia. Each of them fingered her slit, a couple of them, a master and the mistress, sliding their fingers into her sheath, the slave, going last,. "But I have, already, Carol's gift for my birthday!" she protested. "You must see it!" Very well," I said, "show it to me." I will wear it for you -- like a modeling," she said.What had she said it was? A nightgown? A gown "like a window," she had said. I called out to her, down the hallway. "Margarita! Wait until tomorrow to show me the gift from Carol and Earl... "She didn't hear me, or she pretended not to hear me. In a very short time, she emerged from her bathroom down the hall, wearing a. Her smile widened. In that position they fell asleep.When he woke up later, he glanced over at his sister and nearly gasped. She had rolled over onto her back, exposing her pretty little chest to his eyes. He stared at it in shock, wondering what he should do. Should he wake her up and tell her to put her shirt back on? Should he grab a blanket and cover her himself?One thing he shouldn't do was continue to stare at her. That wasn't right. He quickly averted his eyes, shutting them tightly. But.