About why it's scary for you, I mean," letting my hand fall to her left knee. Her skirt had pulled up and open a little and I could see the fine, blon... hairs on her thigh.She glanced at my hand, smiled and asked, "Tell me, buster. What do you know that I don't? Most of my feelings are just that... feelings. Not based on my intellect, just on my gut."Trailing my fingertips over the inside of her knee, I looked up at her and continued, "Well, I've been trying to define "incest" in the last little. A year ago, she had beenhappy. A year ago her Mom and Dad were still alive.After she had recovered from her injuries, the only survivor of the carcrash that had killed her parents, Lindy had been taken in by AuntKerrie, her mother's sister, and her family. Lindy had never much likedAunt Kerrie and her cousins, Aunt Kerrie's three daughters, and thefeeling was mutual. Her Aunt had taken her in from a sense of dutyrather than out of love, and Lindy was badly starved of affection. Ithad all been. Rounding the end of a hallway Peen saw someone entering a doorway. It whooshed shut. He limped over, glanced around the empty hall, and then pulled the door silently open peeking around the corner. He saw some wall lockers. Furtive whispers were echoing gently around the room. He tiptoed in and looked behind the lockers.He gazed intently as the erotica daze drifted across his eyes. Gretchen was up on a wooden bench. Her bottom scrubs pulled down. No panties appeared to be present. Sid's. Commencing hence forth everyone got Saturday afternoons and nights off, plus all day Sunday off! Everyone was stunned by the next announcements. First, our UNCLE ID badges would allow all of us access to our own bar/lounge, which was located through the formerly locked doors at the end of our hall, on Saturday nights. We would have to pay for our own drinks. The best benefit was that there would be UNCLE men there, and we could go up to a room in the hotel above UNCLE's secret underground.