" Don't worry we will work something out," I said.The camera arrived on Thursday. Dog arrived on Friday according to the call from Martin, and I had t...o full days of training on the camera by Saturday.Saturday morning I flew into the swamp compound. After that trip I had full access to the compound at anytime according to Martin. Dog met the plane with his handler. A young guy just in his twenties. A career dog trainer with the US Army. He was short a leg which I only noticed because he didn't. Guilty! The sentence…jail time. The man in this case wasn’t a friend of mine this time but a burly acquaintance of my other BFF, he wasn’t terribly handsome but he was hung enough for the task. He didn’t like women anyway which suited us fine, he wasn’t here for our sexual pleasure. I wanted some hunky dudes but I was over ruled by the others, this was a weekend for femdom debauchery not an orgy. Well, that could be for another snow weekend I guess. Half Man arrived first and was glad he saw. I feel the warmth of her ample breasts against myface. If I turn my head ever so slightly, her nipples will be in aperfect position for suckling. My free hand falls innocently between herthighs and I feel the intersection of velvety soft skin and satinstocking tops. Even though Mommy squeezes my hand between her legs, I ammortified to move my hand even an inch in fear of making her angry. Shereaches down to my waist, grabs the silky garment with both hands, andbegins to slowly pull it upward. Dad visited often but it didn't help much that he was always crying or drinking. My brother and I found solace in each other. We tried to act as if we were a normal family even when dad wasn't around so as not to let on to anyone that we were lovers. It worked for the outside world but it was truly hard on us. Jealousy was a bitch. And that bitch had me and my brother whipped in every sense of the word.Every time I brought a male home or Ryan brought a female home we kept to ourselves. But when.