"I shall ask the Lord Arnulf to give you a few extra tagwerk, to compensate you for your suffering. You'll get your animals back, too." I thank you, S...eward. There is nothing anyone can do for my daughters, though. That ... that..." Neiding," Joerg filled in."I don't know that word." Abominable scoundrel, then," Joerg conceded."That man defiled them and hurt them. They can never marry. He even ... even my son!" He did that and more," Joerg answered darkly. "I had him at sword's point, two years. So the next day out by the pool I took off my top, if you could see Peters face he was the first man other than James to see my breast in over twenty years it actually made me quite proud of my body, the morning passed without much more and in the afternoon we took another look around the resort.After tea we again sat by the pool and when Shirl came out she had on the smallest thong I had ever seen, it didn’t cover much and it became transparent when wet and nothing was left to the imagination,. Our conversation drifted around our childhood, his in Wales then later the US and mine in Australia and now in UK. We had both traveled extensively though our lives, and found so many common threads in favorite towns, foods and passions. I loved the way he continued to look in my eyes as we chatted. His presence was nearly overwhelming and when he gazed in my eyes I felt a warm desire to mother him. He scarcely needed mothering, nevertheless I still wanted to pull his head to my breasts,. My mother was in the kitchen, as we had arranged, and I had her facing away from the kitchen entrance, so I could make Andy take a peak at her from behind, before he saw the front. I led him to the entrance and he peeked around and saw her ass sticking out from the catsuit like a sore thumb. He just mouthed the words, "Holy Shit!!!!", and then we quietly slipped into the living room.I then told him I was going to go into the kitchen and he should peek at my mother and get a good look at her..