Lucy was okay. She was strong and she had guts. He kept telling himself that. She'd cope.She'd cope."So who is the lady?" Howard gloated, taunting Cec...ily and enjoying her turmoil. "Tell me mam, for if you don't, I'll do worse than the Iraqis, the Koreans and the Nicaraguans rolled into one. It won't be the nails and the tree that you'll fear. It'll be the guillotine. I'll place your boobs into that brutish weapon and finish the job that Ahmed began. I'll make salami of your tits and eat them. It would take more than just throwing some seeds into a hole in the ground in the hope that something would grow and could take several seasons to gain the experience and skills needed to produce enough to sustain themselves.Up at the cabin, however, there were chores and work of a different nature, of equal if not greater importance, which had to be completed before the first snowfall.Wood had to be gathered and chopped for the winter; a monumental effort.The girls wanted to get two cuttings. I declined for a few years but he eventually wore me down and I consented. Turns out Stan was a good cock sucker. I should have let him suck my cock earlier. A few times I would do a quick suck of him.Over the years Stan and I would talk about our sexual histories. He had his first homosexual encounter as a teenager in high school. I had mine in college. Prior to meeting his wife Stan would have anal sex with women. In the 20+ years that he had been married to her Stan never had anal. I knew he would do that, without fail. He loved the feeling and knew that I was that girl that would do almost anything for almost anybody. There was no questioning his method either. It was pretty foolproof. Wait untill the teacher comes in and shuts the door, and play your way through the rest of class. Sure enough, not three minutes later, I felt his soft skin touch mine. He messed around a little; he tickled my leg and ran his fingers up and down my inner thigh. It was wonderful..