Tony had a plan, we were scheduled for a "work out," that's what the school called it when they pulled you from classes for a day to use you for lands...aping, working in the kitchen or other duties, I remember hauling a lot of coal back in those days. The school was very careless about keeping track of us and the next day we were dropped off at a large field with push mowers. They didn't expect us to get much done... they just liked to teach us to work.When the pickup truck pulled away and we. He loved it that there were two pregnant women in the JAG office and he couldn't wait for Mac's pregnancy to end so he could be a father. And, he was looking forward to being a husband as well.While Harm sat thinking over all these things, he remembered that he had one more crop of wild oats to sow before he settled down. Surprisingly, the day before, Harriet had come into Harm's office and in her own very disarming manner, asked Harm if he could help her out in a very delicate situation. She. Like she always has done continuously through the years, but today, she was in overdrive.Then, there were the comments about me, my Sister Wives and our younger cousins, all wearing bikini tops and shorts. Except for me, with everyone rushing to get everything packed and get up to the lake. I couldn't find the shorts I had washed or a clean pair of shorts. So in the rush, I just threw on my tight light jeans and my bikini top. And not thinking, that I was wearing black bikini panties. Well, you. Like last time, I noticed Uncle Sharma again this time, with his cock in hand and one of my panties in his other, and rubbing it all over his face.First i got a bit angry at him, for doing that to me. But then, I remembered that after what he did, I got on this path thats been soo pleasureful. so, shouldnt I be thankful?I decided to go thank him. I got up, and walked over, “Hello Uncle”He suddenly stopped with horrified face, and began stammering.“How come you only have one of my panties.