The next day, both Lara and Lucy walked the dirt trail down to the lake to spend an afternoon of swimming and picnicking.
The two had skinny dipped together and after some fun times of splashing and swimming, Lucy opted to get back on shore to set up lunch. Lara continued to swim, floating on her back and feeling the warmth of the sun on her face.
On shore, Lucy took a moment to sit down and watch Lara float naked in the water. It reminded her of the times she and her mother would sit on the same shore and watch her father and brothers navigate the boat around the lake.
Somehow, she couldn't help thinking about her daughter Joyce.
Joyce was born twelve years earlier than Lara. Joyce was very loyal to her mother, but didn't have the same youthful innocence. Joyce often helped out with chores, but wasn't at all that happy about doing them. For the most part, she seemed lazy, though responded well to Lucy's acts of affection.
Still, Lucy had a special place in her heart for Joyce, and Joyce always rewarded her with hugs and kisses and "I love you's".
After Joyce died in the fire, Lucy was never able to forgive her husband for accidentally knocking over the lantern. He was drunk and careless, just as he had often been. But the death of Joyce killed Lucy's heart.
Having Lara with her rejuvenated her spirit. She saw in her a daughter that was more like what she had always wanted, someone innocent, loyal, and pure, just like how Lucy saw herself when she was a little girl.
But Lara had extended that into a new territory which Lucy was quickly becoming addicted to. It added an element of sexual play that added an entirely new dimension to the mother-daughter relationship. Lucy found it very fulfilling, considering she had never enjoyed sex at all before.
Lara had felt completely protected and safe under Lucy. The naive little girl that had been buried inside of Lara's soul was now in complete control of her mind and body. Lara acted like a little girl, spoke spoke like a little girl, and displayed her affection like one as well. Over the past two weeks of living with Lucy, Lara continued transcend deeper into childhood sexuality, something which she became addicted to as well.
She never questioned Lucy. Lucy could order her to do anything and Lara would do it, never giving it any thought but to carry it out. She had completely given her mind, body, and soul to Lucy. Yet, Lucy was so appreciative of Lara that she never took advantage of her other than to enjoy rubbing oil on her nude body and to admire her masturbating. Lucy saw herself as Lara's mother, albeit a very intimate one, and protected her fiercely.
"Lara!" Lucy called out.
Lara looked back at shore.
"Come on back and eat!"
Lara swam back to shore. Now standing dripping wet in front of Lucy, Lucy used a towel to dry her off, rubbing the cloth all over her body and taking every bit of pleasure doing so.
"There you go. Now, sit down and let's eat."
In Lara's perspective as six year old, Lucy was now her mother. She was fully convinced that Lucy had given birth to her some time long ago, and that she had been raised right here at the cinder block house. Lara didn't know anything about the rest of the world. As far she was concerned, it was normal to be naked, normal to masturbate openly, and normal to let her mother massage and shave her pussy.
Even Lucy herself found it difficult to separate fantasy from reality. There were times she talked and acted as if she were indeed Lara's mother. There were other times she was hit with the reality that she was just an old woman entertaining a guest.
An hour later, the two were headed back to the house to finish up with chores and then to refresh each other with a sponge bath.
However, Lucy seemed to slow down her pace as her attention was alerted. Up ahead, she could spot flashing lights by her house.
"There's something going on up there." She said to Lara.
"What is it?"
"I think it's the Sheriff."
Lucy had to think quickly.
"OK, I want you to hide behind those trees." She instructed to Lara. "And stay there until I say otherwise."
Lara quickly did as she as was told, peeking her head from behind the tree trunk. Lucy continued up the trail reaching the house minutes later.
"Sheriff," Lucy addressed. "What brings you around here?"
"Miss Lucy, how are you doing Ma'am?"
"I'm fine. What's going on?"
"Well, we're looking for a missing girl. You know anything about her?"
"A missing girl?" Lucy chuckled. "There's probably a million missing girls!"
"Her name is Lara." The Sheriff said.
Lucy felt her stomach drop.
"Nope. Ain't no one been around here." She replied.
"Well, we were informed by some other kids that this Lara was taken to your house about a month ago."
"Well who the Hell is saying that?" Lucy exclaimed. "I'm the only one here! Ain't no one here but me!"
"Look Ma'am, there's no need to get upset. We're just following up on a tip. Apparently this girl might be involved in some kind of narcotics business or kidnapping. The FBI is working on it too."
"The FBI?" Lucy asked.
"Yeah, I figured I'd see you about before they get to you."
"What, you mean the FBI is coming here?"
"Pretty soon. I suggest you clean things up around this place. They'll be looking."
"Well Hell! I own all this land! No FBI is going to come on to property without a warrant! You better see to that!"
"Now look here Miss Lucy!" The Sheriff said. "I've known you all my life. I know you don't mean any trouble. I'm just letting you know that the FBI are coming and they won't be as nice as me. So, if you do know about this girl, you better think of something quick."
"Fine, Sheriff. You let them come on over. I ain't got nobody here. Now you go on and get off my property and leave me alone!"
The Sheriff got into his car and drove away. Lucy stood there and watched the car drive off into the distance, up and over the hills.
Lucy put her fingers into her mouth and whistled. "Lara!" She shouted out. "Come on up here!"
Lara emerged from behind the trees and ran up to the house, catching her breath.
"I guess some more people are going to be coming by."
"More people?" Lara asked.
"Yeah, I think they're looking for you."
