Her palm wasimmediately sticky with my fluids. She did not seem to mind. I gave out ashrill cry, as her hand touched my pussy.I stood on my toes and l...aned on to her,unable to contain the rising passion inside me. Even though I was not able towithstand her hand between my legs, I instinctively spread my feet apart,inviting her to continue. I moaned slightly, as she rubbed my vagina with herpalm. I felt my legs go weak. I leaned forward on her. She stopped. She thenturned me around and placed me. She'd hate that you died with her."She had just run a dagger into his heart, Jack thought. The anger bled out of him and was replaced by an overwhelming, weary sadness. He could not let Suzanne see that. He looked up at her. Tears were coursing down her cheeks."Get out," he said through clenched teeth.He covered his face with his hands again and heard her run sobbing down the hallway."Fuck," he breathed.Jack ended up clearing the party detritus himself, the congealed cold cuts and potato salad. I suggested my sister that both of them should consult a good sexologist or a psychoanalyst. After 3 months again my sis came to stay to our house. Again she was looking extremely depressed. I asked her about my Jiju. She said that he is undergoing treatment since 2 months but there is no improvement. Even if he gets little bit of erection, it is only for 4-5 seconds.During these days my parents went to native place for one week keeping my sister at home to take care of my meals. Same night. I had needed to orgasm myself so badly. But I took advantage of you. I am your grandfather. I should never have touched you like that.” He tried to be careful with his explanation, not wanting to scare her, and already afraid he had done so. Heidi looked confused. “What is an orgasm?” she asked. Grandfather frowned. “I thought Peter’s mother had explained how a woman’s body works to you.” Heidi trembled a little, afraid something was wrong, and a little confused, wondering what Grandfather was.