There were a good half dozen or so where she worked who had let her know they were interested. Several times she had stopped after work to socialize w...th the people she worked with and she had danced with some of the men. A couple of times when she'd had a few to many she had engaged in some necking and she could even have gone farther if she had wanted too. Other girls she worked with had made trips out to the parking lot or to the motel next door and she could have done it if she had wanted.. Let me tell you a little secret. Beth is my favorite oldest granddaughter and Betsy is my favorite youngest granddaughter. Don’t tell them that, though. I’d hate for them to think I had favorites.”Laughing at the open secret, Beth said, “You’re my favorite grandfather.”“You are good for an old man’s heart,” he said. Glancing over at Oscar, he asked, “Tell me, did he ask you about William?”“It was basically the first thing out of his mouth,” she answered discounting the brief introduction.“I. . . its time for the main event. Lets both of you sit on the edge of the bed for me and put on your blindfolds. By now they wished they could just watch whatever it was they were going to be doing, but made no fuss about it. Haley heard Uncle Dave open the jar to the Vaseline and wondered what he had planned. Soon his slippery fingers entered her twat as he began to lubricate the entrance and insides with thick gobs of the ointment. Meghan was treated to the same treatment and soon Dave looked. "I guess so!" I said. "You're really wet." Put your finger in me," Brenda whispered. "I need something in me right now!"I did what she asked, sliding my finger down her crack until I felt the start of the tunnel, then pressed in and down. She was tight, but my finger slipped easily, liquidly into her. Brenda pushed upward with her hips, driving it deeper into her."God, that feels good," she moaned. "I wish... No... No. I want it, but it's... gotta be the other way. I... I want to keep my... my.