"You'll get me wet and dirty." She clamped her dimpled knees together."Not from the back, my girl," I said with a laugh, and I rolled her over and hoi...ted her rump up above her wide-spread knees. She wiggled her rounded ass in anticipation as I flipped up her skirts, worked open my foreflap and produced my blood-hot ram which extended four or five inches from my grip. I stroked her slit a few times with its purple head, fore and aft, and was about to get properly lodged and ram to some furtive. “Of course you silly,” stated my sister. “We need your help,” Hannah stated. “Sarah requested you of all her brothers.” As we were talking, the servant girl, a small breasted girl with long blond hair, was pulling off my clothes. By now I was bare chested and was sweating more than when I was swinging the sword and mace. I was worried that my other sword was full steeled. I looked at Hannah, with her long blond hair, her pale skin, her full breasts with beautiful erect pink nipples. Standing. He picked up his tool and brushed mine. It twitched.Amon went back to the bed. “Well somebody needs to get over here and finish my damn massage” “’I’ll be right there” I said to Amon. “Are you okay?” I asked the handyman. He nodded, unable to find his voice. He stood up extremely close to me, my cock was actually touching him. He stood still not moving.“If you guys want to kiss, you can do it here in the bed with me” Amon jested.The handyman face went beet red. I closed the door that was still. On those rare occasions when there was incidental physical contact, her body trembled inside. At night, alone in her bed, she would finger herself, fantasizing that his lean naked body was intertwined with hers. She began to wonder how long she could stand being so close to him and yet so far away. * * * Barbara was equally enamored of her father figure. Her love for Francis was that of a daughter and yet, as her own body matured, she, too began to experience something that she could not.