" I'm sixteen, and I'm OK," I said maybe a little too strongly."OK, OK, I'm just concerned. I have a daughter your age. She's somewhere around here ac...ually. I'm Emily, by the way. What's your name?"I hadn't been in the mood for conversation, but then again this distracted me from my whirling thoughts. "Beth." Well, it's nice to meet you, Beth."We sat quietly for a minute, when a young girl ran up and said to Emily, "Hey Mum, I saw the coolest dress. Can you come see? Please?" Well yes, dear, I. I was spell bound. Michelle looked stunning, as I stared at my screen. She let the dress fall from her hands and swiftly stepped out of it. Michelle turned to face me and at last I had the perfect view. My eyes wandered down her body – she had put on a lovely black lace bra with matching thong. Her wonderful slim legs were clad in sheer black stockings, set off with high heels. It was definitely a sight to behold. Quickly, Michelle picked up the cards and dealt another hand, my heart was. When I was doing it, I was almost always thinking about music, not sex at all, but that was a secret that I only shared with Rachel and Judy. Of, course, when the boy finally did pop, I would make a big deal about that, too, as if it hadn't happened before for me. I would lick it off me, off him, swallow it (if I could) and always get his dick back in my mouth after he came, when he was so sensitive. Lots of sexy words, lots of eye contact, lots of tongue. I liked being a sex-slave for Judy,. She had shoulder-length brown hair and deep blue eyes, looking at me longfully. I was drawn to her shapely curvy body, and breasts that a fully matured woman would adore. Her dress, was a thin skirt, that was as wide as my hand and as flimsy as a feather. I held out my hand to her and she took it, walking towards me.'Be gentle with her', the Chief mumbled as I went past him. 'She's my niece'I guided her down the steps and towards the empty, clean bed in the centre of the arena. In the other.