"I'm house cleaning", he said with a smile. "When I doing the bathroom and because of the amount of water being thrown about, a work nude. However, co...e in". The women were like robots, they obeyed his request like dogs coming to a call or two individuals, hypnotized. The literature that was scattered on the patio was walked over; there was no attempt to pick up what was dropped. He guided them into the bathroom where the mop, sponges and bucked were. "You best undress", he said. "For if you. 'OK' I said to myself under my breath, and moved to sit on my bed. He wouldn't actually have been able to see me there, unless he moved his head further around the door, and then see my reflection in the mirror. But it would allow me from the corner of my eye to see any movement, and determine if he really wanted to continue looking in.I saw slight movement, which means he could now see in, via the mirror, which effectively gave him a side on view of me again, but from the different side.. As I crawled past him, he grabbed a riding crop off the wall as he was closing the door. As I made my way up the sandy path, my uncle watched me from behind, occasionally slapping my ass cheeks with the riding crop. It stung a little at first, but it wasn’t painful. He was in his glory, as he watched me prance, buck naked, my sweet young ass swaying back and forth, with the horse tail swinging in time with my movements. He gave me a couple swats on my pussy, which caused me to jump a little. " You don't want me?" Lord, it's not that. But you've had a rough time of it. I don't want to feel like another one of the men who did all that to you. And I don't want you doing something painful just because I've helped you some."Dooley let go of my buckle. Her hand slid lower, finding ample evidence of my attraction for her. "I want to give myself to you," she insisted, her fingers exploring."You're too young to know that, Dooley, it's the gratitude talking." No. In better times-if my people.