I picked it up and turned it over in my hands, it was a biscuit tin from Arnott’s that had once contained assorted cream biscuits, but it was differ...nt from the one that Granny produced when I visited as a child, it was much older. I took it with me and opened it as I sat drinking my after dinner coffee. I found several old sepia photographs, each of them with the same woman who I recognised as my Granny. What did surprise me was that the man in the photos, even though he was in the Australian. Pete was taken, screaming and crying for his Uncle Billy into the system, where his life would be irreparably changed. Over the next eight years Pete’s life heaved from one unstable home to the next. Pete being forcibly removed from three of them due to severe physical, and sexual abuse.As the years of pain and isolation continued, several changes happened to poor Pete. He finally realized that love was a sham. Anyone who ever told you they loved you either left when things got hard like his. He would like nothing better than to sink his cock into that nubile girl's pussy. Would she mind? He was almost certain she wouldn't mind it if he buried his head between her legs and licked. What would she think of his cock? He hadn't seen any hymen. It seemed pretty likely she wouldn't mind, and he could press in bit by bit and stop if she showed distress. Not quite believing what he was doing, he grabbed a pack of condoms from the bedside table and went to his daughter's room.Her face was. “That was only topless! We’re talking completely naked!”“You have nothing to be ashamed of,” she said. “Why not strut your stuff?”I could only stand there, blinking, with my mouth agape.“People have sex right there in front of everyone,” I continued. “Did you know that?”She nodded. “I read that, yeah.”“And you’re okay with that? What about us having sex in front of others? Is that something you want to do?”“Maybe,” she said. “It could be fun.”For years, I had tried to get her to tell me her.