"They love you." He explained. "They think I'm still mourning Michael." She said sadly. "You are." He said softly. "I have seen it, the veil fal... over your lovely face, as surely as if Michael had passed yesterday." I miss him." She said in her own defence. They pulled over at a roadside stop, to take pictures of a lake, calm and still, with the mountains reflected beautifully in the perfect stillness of the water. He watched her, and his heart skipped a beat. He loved her. He knew. I look over and Sis is sitting there rubbing one of my arms and look over to the other side and Mandy is doing the same thing…Odd I think to myself. Just then I notice Becky’s cute face and fire red hair leaning further over her amazing breasts and she says, “He is back, I can see it in his eyes…he is staring at my boobs…” I hear them all laugh with a breath of relief. I start to sit up and am met with 6 hands all pushing me back down on my shoulders and chest. I look at Becky and say, “What’s. A sound of someone groaning, no moaning. Someone is moaning- either in pain or in excitement, she couldn’t exactly point out. The sound was too muffled.The room belonged to her uncle and her aunt. By the voice, it could be her aunt, maybe.What is happening? What is bothering aunt? Is she in pain? Is someone hurting her?A chill ran down her spine when she thought of that possibility. What if there are some bad people who broke into the house and are now hurting uncle and aunt?Slowly, gathering. She got out and I showered, scrubbing everything. I didn’t want to be embarrassed in front of the crowd. Cindi had the attendant help her get oiled and then covered with glitter. She looked great“Wait for the act” our host saidAbout five minutes later two black guys moved past us, they must have been performiong“You’re up” the host saidI think I gulped a little as Cindi pulled me on the stage. The lights came on and there we were, nakedThe crowd gave us a good welcome. Two guys in one stall.