“After making you lay down on the bed, as I was about to leave, you clutched my wrists strongly and pulled me over. I fell flat on you, with your fa...e buried between my breasts”It was shocking. How could I ever have done this to my aunt? Disgraceful, I thought.“As your head pressed against my breasts, a gentle chill went all over my body. I have never felt anybody on them ever since your father left us. I wanted to get off and run away but you did not let me go.”I sighed in disgust as my aunt. From then down until now, she's been patiently, gently, lovingly inviting me into her arms and her bed. I have come to want it very much, and yet I'm so nervous and afraid. These are my feelings -- my mixed emotions -- both for her, and about finally going 'all the way' with her:I thought of you today after the lovely lunch we sharedThe way you looked, and all the things you saidWhen you urged me yet again to take our friendship all the wayAnd share the scintillating splendor of two women. She said because they had never asked her to. Bill said that he wanted to see too so she turned in his direction and showed him her pussy as well. The guys at the table by this time realized that she was giving these two a show and said that they wanted to see too. She asked Gary and Bill what she should do. They both said to turn around and show them. She said that she had a better idea and got off the stool and left for the restroom. In the restroom, she took off her pantyhose and put. ” There was absolutely nothing unusual in her tone, and she turned and walked away towards the stables, and left me there to my own thoughts. After a moment of contemplation, I walked back inside and went down to the room where I had slept. I climbed on the bed and thought about last night, and what it all meant. Maybe I should go home early, I thought, perhaps tell them I was feeling sick and needed to go home, so they could stay and enjoy themselves. Then, I thought, Greta might want to drive.