"Good god, what the hell, get off me you little worm, do you know who I am?" She said in her school mistress manner. She felt the other man pulling he... skirt down over her booted legs. They were jabbering in Arabic, the one on her tits squeezing her nipples letting spittle drop from his mouth to points. As she tried to struggle she caught sight of her husband in a corner, tied and gagged to a chair." Oh heavens, ugghhh!" She began to protest loudly but the men acted as if they couldn't. “Ready,” Aunt Gina asked. “Oh yes,” I replied. She smiled at me, turned and kissed her sister. They kissed passionately, letting it build and drive their actions. Soon, they were touching each other, caressing each other's skin, cupping each other's breasts. Aunt Gina grasped the hem of my mom's nighty and lifted it over her head. My mom glanced at me and smiled. I smiled back, growing even wetter as I looked at her naked body. I had always known we looked alike and were built. ..... I picked a very expensive item to buy. A $1500 Fly rod. She flatly refused to allow me to buy it. The trick was that I did not want to buy it. But to get her to compromise and make her feel a little guilty. I pouted and we left the store. She felt bad and kept asking why I did not buy anything. I did not answer but simply drove to the restaurant. While having dinner she kept asking what she could do to make up for not going along with the Fly rod purchase. After we finished eating I. And, when I say legs here, I mean the sort of legs that no one in their right mind would have expected to find attached to a guest at the Cliff Head Hotel.What's more they didn't belong to any of the female staff either, I'd studied all of them long and hard since my arrival. Shit, can I help it, if I'm a legman?I of course stopped abruptly, or I would have charged into the body attached to those legs. Mind, as I raised my head to see whom actually was attached to them, I began to wish I had.