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When I turned my head, I noticed that sexy red was finally up, and he was actually looking at me. I looked around me to save myself from further embarrassment of thinking he was looking at me, but looking at someone else; but there was no one.Then, I looked back at him again. I frowned my face showing skepticism as I pointed at myself with my finger and formed the word “me” on my lips without making a sound. I could see his cute chuckle. Then, he mimicked my mute signal forming his lips with “yes, you” and his fingers pointed at me.I just laid there for another couple of seconds, assimilating the surprise. After I was able to react, I smiled and waved at him. He, then, chuckled again and waved and smiled back at me. I couldn’t help my urge of looking to down to the sandy ground in a mix of surprise and blush. But even more surprising was when I saw him standing up and walking my way. My heart was racing. And moments later, he was standing in front of me. I looked up to. .. it was Saturday. Polly invited Aggie and me to have breakfast with her at her house. The night before during our group discussion your mother jumped at the opportunity to be part of Paul’s harem while Fred and Corwin went overseas. Why wouldn’t she, she was Paul’s wife. Aggie and I were to be sexually serviced by him while the other men were gone. Aggie didn’t like the idea, but Polly had no trouble convincing her.The idea completely disgusted me though. My father was a fundamentalist pastor. I felt that what the men and Polly were proposing was the most sinful thing I had ever heard. The three of us women had breakfast and talked. Trying to convince us to go along with what was being proposed Polly did most of the talking. While Aggie finally agreed I was adamant. I wouldn’t budge. Polly told Aggie that she wanted to talk with me longer, so Aggie left us alone.I wanted to leave in disgust, but I could never turn Polly down. She always treated me like I was more than just some holy.
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