In summers it is always very hot, we used to sleep on roof as in rooms it was generally very hot. One day we were sleeping on roof and suddenly around...11 O’clock in the night it started raining. So we all took our beds from the roof and came into the varanda which was covered from upper side but from side it was open so that we can get fresh air. Our varanda was not so big like our roof so during that time our elders went to sleep in the room and some other cousins we sleeped in the Varanda.The. ” But Mom looked behind her, directly at Carlos. I followed her gaze. Carlos merely smiled and nodded. Mom turned a beat red.I’m sure I must have been a shade of red myself. After that, the service wasn’t making any sense to me but then, again, I couldn’t get it out of my head. The pastor in front was the very same man who presided over our wedding at Carlos’ estate. This was the wedding when Mom and I were both naked, practically, and being married to the same man … and each other.But Mom was. As we entered the barn the aroma of the fresh timothy hay bales drew me to the hay mow at the end of the stable area of the barn. We had just started filling the mow with a few layers of the small rectangular mostly timothy grass hay bales stacking five layers at a time against the wall of the mow like a staircase then working across the mow floor. I thought this would be a great place to enjoy a quick fuck by King. I had taken a big dump shortly before so I was pretty cleaned out and ready for. "A very lucky man. You are very beautiful," his smile returned. "Thank you. I'm sure it'll be quite easy for you to find yourself a beautiful girl as well." "Well, I cannot argue that. But most of them do not hold my attention like you do," he held my eye and I cold feel myself blushing, unsure of what to say. I smiled back and finished my glass. He poured another. A silence fell between us, but it was strangely not uncomfortable. He served some more people, and I could feel the wine loosen me.