I said her to be my guest and she came with her pillow. It was very hot so I told her to change because she was wearing a little heavy salwar kameez. ...She said that she don’t have clothes so I gave her one of my t shirt and track pants.First she refused but after realising the hotness of the weather she agreed. She went inside the bathroom to change and I was trying to look at her through the keyhole but it was all dark so I was unable to see anything. When she came out I complimented her that. She fell. No one dismounts a knotted rope easily and she scrambled to her clothes, anger flashing across her face as she grabbed her jacket and pressed it to her front.My father smiled, then set the camera down on the edge of the stall. ?Thought you girls might care for a moemento of that,? he said with a grin. ?I know you don’t care for photos, Breanne. But this one? This one might be worth it.? Then without another word he turned around, grabbed his walker and quietly went back out into the. He was looking at me looking at them, so I undid my pants and put my hand down my front and started rubbing myself as he watched, him with his denims at his ankles, her completely nude except for her booties, real classy.'Frida', he said to me, 'come over and let my feel you', Stella was too busy grunting, as she humped to even care I was muscling in on their sex.All three of us huddled in the cold night, his fingers were ploughing in behind my pubic bone, his pinkie, I think, was wriggling. If any of them were too dumb to learn this lesson they'd break their neck and be released from school and dragged out of the way by the first student which learned to follow on a lead rope.I went over to fix myself a little lunch and sit on my ass for a breather. Sometimes you learn something valuable while just sitting on your ass too. While I was spooning in my chili and beans I saw something moving in the wooded area, not far from the catch pen I'd put up.Staying mostly as still as I could I.