In uncle’s absence, she took up my care as her duty.She was shy at first but once we started talking there was no stopping us.We even went together ...or nature treks where she would show me around and i would try to get good pics.She was interested in photography a bit so i would teach her a thing or two.Nysa and i talked freely about every topic under the sun and i never felt awkward with her.Even she said that it was great to be able talk again with younger people.Now,we both had this routine. I continued to stroke downward over her belly. Lorrie took my right hand and guided it under the hem of the caftan. The heat of her soft skin made my cock throb and she felt it poking her in the ass. She moved back closer to me and I slid my hand over her thigh towards the junction where I knew something wonderful was lurking. She let her thighs fall open and I slid my hand over her soft pubic hair and found she was wet between her legs. I deftly maneuvered my fingers between her swollen pussy. Ric Anderson lived next door to her. They were best friends, he was like the brother she never had. They loved each other, and Ric told her this every day. He was in an up-and-coming band back then, Sledgehammer. Everyone was talking about them, they were the latest street band to hit the music scene. Jennifer Bouvier, as she then was, went to all of his gigs, despite the fact that she was under twenty-one.During a particular gig at the dive bar Scorpio, which was now long shut down, Ric. We went up to the bar and ordered some drinks and sat chatting.A girl was giving a guy a blow job or a wank on a bed in the corner but we couldn't see a lot. They finished and then came and sat at the opposite side of the bar.A few more couples came in and a few left so it wasn't very busy. Me and Zoe had a discussion about how far we would go. We agreed that if others approached we might play with them but not to have full sex with anyone else. It was just something that we felt was right as.