."Yes, Mom...I know...I'm sorry; I'll be sure to wear my bra and shorts or pants...It's only Daddy, but I understand"She smiled when she said that...I...nside her emotions were roiling, she knew it'd happen while her Mom was gone, she was sure of it and her Mother's prattling words were falling on deaf ears now...all she could think about was him fucking her...Not having to be quiet or secretive...She knew her panties were sodden and as soon as the taxi taking her Mom to the airport pulled away. I have plans for them." She replied, giving them a soft squeeze.It would be another three weeks before we were finally able to spend the night together. That didn't mean that she wasn't in my room every night, even if only for a few minutes. We spent the majority of those night in various stages of undress, enjoying each others' bodies at almost every opportunity. But we never had sex. It was unspoken, but seemingly understood between us that we couldn't do that when we ran the risk of being. . ." I like it! Now what kind of an answer is that? Hmmm?"--I don't know.. Sir? "You don't know? Since the power of speech has failed you, we'll just have to rely on demonstration, now won't we? Lean forward, please" Her breasts pressed into the carpet, she strained her bottom upward."Push up for me a little more...that's it; push and spread like we've practiced... knees a bit apart"And to me, my neighbor directed. . ."come take a look at this little slut. She really just likes to be gaped. There were some very high dunes along here and the train was forced to wind its way among them. Suddenly, from the top of two dunes on opposite sides of the trail, there came a hail of bullets. Fortunately for the people in the wagon train, the attackers were using smooth-bore muskets which had a limited range and an even more limited accuracy. Any target over 50 yards away from the musket was perfectly safe, unless God was singling it out for some sort of retribution.The majority of the people.