But seeing these older women used in this brutal manor and animal way, plus the sounds and actions the young girls were making. Immediately started hi... wangee to become very hard once again. He had watched the girls swim and play nude in the creeks and river near there village, a situation that had aroused him in the past but nothing like what was happening to him now. He had heard these men say something but did not understand, most of what was said, in effect it was something like they. Dad paced the floor at home until the phone rang; he snatched it up, listened, and then sat down hard on the couch, white faced.Sis grabbed the phone from Dad’s limp hand, and identified herself. Her face too grew grim, and she signed off with a curt “We’ll be straight down.”“What is it, Laura? Is Mom okay?”She shook her head.“They didn’t do the procedure. They did a test and discovered that she’s already pregnant. They’ve had to sedate her.”“Oh shit!”Dad was in bits, so I drove. We went in to. It was hot, and the rental car obviously did not have A/C as your uncle was sweaty, despite dressing only in knee length, blue shorts and sandals, with black socks in them. He had a lot of body hair on the rest of his body as well, except his head, that was quite sparce. His hairs was a mix of white and brown hairs, and you smiled wondering if he was a polar bear, or a brown bear.Next out of the car was your aunt Miranda. Smiling as she came to hug you. A yellow summer dress clung to her. Thing out there?” Christine asked incredulously.“Not that big a deal once you get used to it,” Jeff insisted, but no one seemed to be listening.“Several years ago,” Christine said, “I watched several one-mile races on TV with people who were training to try and beat the mile record. I can’t remember what the best time for the mile is, but I know it’s somewhat less than four minutes. There are too many variables that prevent me from arriving with a precise number, but he said he was going to run.