No, worse, she was in my bed, teaching my youngest son how to have sex and the basics of how to please women. Who would belive it! I shook my head and...laughed causing the two local drunks to look around at the dopey stranger sitting laughing to himself. I raised my empty glass and ordered another and one for the drunks, still chuckling to myself I returned to the cabin as the sun was setting, I felt half cut but round here traffic is nonexistent the roads empty dust tracks so I was not unsafe!. "Turn around and cover up!" she whispered to me, her face red with anger and embarrassment.It took a moment for me to realize what was happening. I looked down and realized the issue. The lounge pants I was wearing had a fly with a button on them, and I wore them without underwear regularly. They hadn't ever been even close to an issue, so the sight I saw completely shocked me. My flaccid penis wasn't just peeking out the fly. It was hanging out, completely exposed to five of my closest family. But nothing happened. I pulled into the garage after my errands were done and began unloading the groceries and dry cleaning. As I entered our bedroom to hang the clothing up a large man grabbed me from behind shoving me face down on the bed.He duct taped my hands behind my back and roughly pulled my pants and panties off. Shoving my panties in my mouth he ran a strip of duct tape across, muffling my half hearted objections.Then putting a hood over my head he removed the rest of my clothes. He. That got an eyeroll out of Claire and she sunk deeper into the couch, embarrassed or upset at her sister’s remarks. “I’m going to go pee, then I’ll show you my room Daddy!” Rachel exclaimed, and trotted past her sister deeper into the house. Claire and I looked at each other for a moment after Rachel had left. She looked so young and innocent, she wore a white blouse and a knee length skirt with bright flowers on it and her brown hair hung behind her in braided pigtails, I couldn’t believe that.