"Her eyes looked into mine, she believed me, she knew I'd said what I felt."I love you, Jackie."A hand crept slowly down over my stomach and onto my m...und, I parted my legs and she felt the moisture between them."You're wet." I've been wet ever since you walked into my room last night."Gently I pulled her buttocks apart and teased her tiny puckered hole, she moaned into my mouth and eased a finger into me as we began to move rhythmically in time to each other's probing."Leave your finger. They clearly knew what I was doing but said or did nothing. I watched as my aunt walked to the escalator and got on. She pretended to be unaware, gliding directly over my view. I could only imagine what was going through her mind as she felt my gaze on her bare ass and vagina as she rode past. We walked along a quiet hall. She asked me to hold the bag she was carrying so she could pick up a bill she had "accidentally" dropped on the floor. In one casual motion she drew her skirt up and squatted. Cassandra had been real good about being home on time so we extended her curfew a week ago and that had worked out. However Friday night she didn’t come home so I went looking for her. I had a good idea where she might be. I drove past a couple of places but didn’t see many cars or many people. Then the third place I went by was the mother load. I parked down the street and walked back.As I approached the house I could definitely hear the loud music. Then I saw a few drunken kids around the. The mattresses were so thick, the top of the bed seemed four feet off the floor. Jake made me nervous. He had a severe haircut and cold look when he bothered to look my way. The bearded guy, larger and broader, hummed his way to the stereo, put on Elton John’s “Saturday Night’s Allright For Fighting” and cranked it. “I-um-I guess I should be getting home,” I said. “Still have a beer buzz,” Jake said. “Not safe to drive just yet.”The bearded guy looked at him. “Not a car, anyway.” Jake flashed.