Since he was going to wash my hair, he suggested I might want to remove my top so it didn't get wet, as when he washed water tended to run everywhere....Knowing his sexual preferences, I didn't think much about it. I was wearing a sundress at the time (no bra, only panties under it) and told him if he didn't mind seeing me in my drawers I didn't. He didn't have a problem, and took me to the bathroom to start washing my hair. I could tell it was going to indeed be wet, so I told him it was OK with. " I slipped on my bra and panties, purple tonight,really purple. I think it is tacky but Leon specifically askedfor this outfit tonight. I put the Curves inside my bra andvoila! Cleavage. A little dust of powder on my shoulders andbust and arms. Then I put my top on, lacy white, so the tackypurple shows through. I shivered thinking about how I'd look.I tucked mister back again while Ma continued to complain about how Leon treated me. The little piece of meat that had caused me so much. His lawyers signed the villa over to me, which I guess the feds never found. It brought back old memories for me. Some good and some bad. But for me, those memories were switched around. The bad memories were actually my good ones, and the good memories were actually my bad ones.Now we can skip forward to the present. Just after I inherited the villa ……………………“Yes, Aunt Hilda, I’ll be perfectly fine”I told her over the phone”No, I don’t think its going to bring back old memories.”My Aunt Hilda. Her breathing deepened and slowed, and soft cooes of approval escaped her lips. I worked my way down her back and around each side. Rolling her gently to her left, I grasped and kneaded her right breast. Then, rolling her to the right, I repeated my ministrations, to her left breast. Rolling her back to her stomach, I worked the muscles of the small of her back, and of her buttocks. As I worked, I enjoyed the frottage of my penis rubbing between the cheeks of Erin’s ass. I dribbled lotion in.