But if you really need any help I’m sure my mom will be glad to come over; I mean dad’s going to be away for the next month or so and helping you ...ill give her something to do.” I was so excited about all that we did and what she had said, but what did she mean about taking care of my pussy hair? Was she planning on cutting it off; or shaving me bald? “Great, that will be fine with me. You know, since we’ve been living here I’ve thought of inviting you, your mom and dad for a Barbeque some. I've not seen a pair of tits for nearly 20 years. Come on lass get the buggers out. In fact get the uniform off.!!! Stop fucking about. Let's see about them cuffs. Heeheehee. Lesley picked up his food tray and walked out the room. She dropped it in the waste area and went outside and phoned Rob "Rob I'm in a right pickle" she said and gave him a full account of what had happened. "Rob could hardly keep his laugh in. "Now Lesley girl, he's an old man. Leave it a couple of hours and he'll have. Of course she was rather advanced in age, she had her share of wrinkles and her skin wasn’t that tight in all places anymore, but an incredible glow of horniness was emanating from her and if her breasts weren’t that firm anymore, they were truly gigantic.My mother saw my look of utter amazement on my face and smiled naughtily.“Anna is joining us,” she grinned mischievously, “aren’t we sort of a family, after all, the three of us?”Maybe, but an intensely dysfunctional family, I thought, though. She heard the movement before she saw the figures in the fog.Then, she saw the remaining young females lined up next to the ditch with the abusive males treating them with taunting disrespect. There were six of them left and the three males each had a pair for their personal slaves.When she saw the naked blades of the machetes, she knew that they intended to waste the six young girls rather than drag them along with them slowing them down on their movement to the safe zone. Of course, what was.