"Debbie continued.Beth's dad asked his kids what they think their mother would say if she found out what they were doing? Beth said mom would probably...kill us and begged her dad to not tell mom.Beth then said her dad asked Gina and her brother what they think her parents would say. Gina also begged Mr. Allen not to tell her parents. If other people found out it would ruin her dad's career and destroy her family. They didn't really think that they would get caught.Beth's dad said well you are. You have provided profitable work for him and his two sons so he set the spear points for you. He also complimented your handiwork and sent a bow for you to use since you seem to be finding more predators,” Father explained.“This is the time of year to find tassimin, bekar clover, and honey vine,” Mother Sofala reminded me.I thanked her for the reminder, even though I already knew. I saw tassimin growing on the last trip but didn’t pick it so it could grow taller. The plants have to be at least. I skidded to a halt before rear-ending the guy before me. I shuddered. Normally, red lights pissed me off. Half the time, I would just run them. I mean, no one was coming. Probably. I never got in an accident, so I was sure it was fine. But now, I just leaned back in the chair and enjoyed that hungry mouth sucking on my dick with such passion. My cock throbbed and ached. The pleasure swelled in me. It grew faster and faster. I groaned, savoring every moment of her sucking on me. The light. Then I am bent over a 'whipping rack' andvarious womyn tan my hide, I guess as evidence of my alleged'misdeeds'. I do cry, but my tears are really of frustration, I nevergot to go to the sissy sleepover, I spent the whole night pleasuringmultiple womyn, and my 'thanks' is being framed by them, to cover theirtracks, in this 'half baked' scheme. My nightie is literally thrown inmy face. "Get dressed, your mother is here."I'm led out, my night bag thrust in my arms. Macy is recounting.