..You had your punishment now its time for your reward. Come over here." I bent down to pick up my skirt, but she said, "No stay like that. I want you...to remember the rules around here." So you want to see what's under my skirt?" she asked."Yes," I said."Well ask me nicely." P...Please may I," I asked."May you what?" May I see what you have under your dress?" Sure you can mommy, come over here."But as I walked closer to her, she put her boot clad foot straight out. "No closer, you know how much. Now all 6 of us where naked sitting on my blanket. Taking it slow again I laid back and closed my eyes to see what would happen. Well, you could hear a pin drop it was so quiet, the guys didn’t want to do anything that might upset me, so they just sat there and stared at my breast going up and down and my hairy pussy. I decided that I had most of the day to play, and that I would not rush things, so I just dozed off with my guys around me. I was only dozing for a couple of minuets when I. The farther away I pushed, the less focused my awareness became. I found another colony of the smaller ants in the Morrisons' yard and used it as sort of an anchor for my consciousness, then pushed again toward the garage. The ants under the workbench seemed to have felt my presence and— well, I can't quite put it into words— they sent their awareness to meet me. Suddenly I had the same full awareness in the Morrisons' garage that I had a few moments before in my bedroom. I had somehow. We had a joint bathroom in between the two bedrooms with doors on both sides and that was what we were sharing . I had changed my habit of leaving the bathroom doors unlocked and sometimes walking around nude . Every time I entered the bathroom the first thing was to lock both the doors and open both while leaving . I also stopped leaving my used undergarments inside as i did not want to find myself in an embarrassing situation in front of Amit . He called me aunty and always kept a respectful.