You’re my only client now. I’ll fuck anyone you want me to fuck, but they’re not my clients. You are. You’re paying for me. I work for you. On...y you. So, no more condoms for you, mister. And that whole ... no kissing rule? That’s out the fucking window, too,” Consuela informed me to my surprise and delight.“Wait, are you ... crying?” I asked Consuela now, noticing her watery eyes.She nodded, “No one has ever even suggested hiring me full-time this way. Maybe I wouldn’t have wanted it with them,. I hated to break up a good thing, but we needed to get back on the trail to the lake. I knew that things were going to heat up once we got there. We arrived at the lake about an hour later. It was beautiful. The sun was shining not a cloud in the sky. Lesly and Susan ran straight to the lake. They took off their shoes and waded in. Lesly yelled back up to Bonnie and me that the water was great. They came back up and started taking off their hot little outfits. It was like a race they couldn’t. Let us stay, Please?”“Which ones raped you?” Tom figured it was the young men, but he asked.“All three of them, and Robert is my own brother and his whelps my nephews and Alma’s cousins. They’ve all been taking turns raping us ever since Robert killed my husband, arguing over a chicken, months ago. We couldn’t escape. No place to go! They abuse us all the time! Especially poor Alma!”“You don’t have to leave with them, but I’m not sure you can stay here long. Have to think about the options.. He could hear the chic-music playing on an audio speaker as she rode past. He could smell her perfume and pheromones in her wake. Her bewitching blue-green eyes sparkled with the thrill of the ride above her custom-made ‘Starry Night’ mask. Budding boobies bounced as she rode, the nipples hard and pointed through the fabric of her shirt.Oscar’s plan was simple. He bought some carpet tack-strips --- thin wooden sticks slathered in sharp tacks used to lay new carpet --- and spray painted them.