He must have been at least a foot taller than her. I ran back up to the front of the house and again quietly opened the front door. I crept back towar...d her bedroom and I heard the shower running and shortly after I again heard my Mother moaning. Apparently they weren't done for the day. I stood outside her bedroom door listening as this young stud was giving my Mom another rough pounding. Once the shower turned off I retreated back to my bedroom, which was right next to the front door. I waited. ” And right he was.A guard brought forward a long chain, and continued to connect the chain to each of the captive’s handcuffs in turn. A second guard made his way behind the first ensuring they were indeed trapped. After they were chained, a guard pulled on the chain and the company slowly made it’s way to the dungeons. Dylan watched with growing excitement as his girls were pulled past him. A girl with especially large tits grabbed his attention. That must be Ashley. He thought. “Ashley.” He. None of them wear any kind of makeup. They haveno place to go and nothing to do but work and go to church. Who can livelike that?Of course, the worst of them is Hannah. She's hated me from the verybeginning. It never mattered what I did or said; it was always wrong.She either got mad or started crying. I can't remember how many timesI've made her cry. I think sometimes she does that to make me feelguilty. Well I don't. Why should I? I'm trying to live my life the sameas she is. And that's just. "I was confused, but went along and met them. They were very nice; I could see David looked like his father. Cindy and the other girls looked like different reflections of their mother.Cindy wouldn't look at me.I thought it odd, but went on home and reported the news to my parents.The next Friday evening there was a kind of block party, a grill-out with burger and dogs and these strange things calls brats, and of course potato salad (my mother's, almost solely, by demand; she makes the BEST.