For two reasons, I mean. For one, why should I hide the fact I am a dyke? I’m nearly forty for God’s sake and if the firm don’t like it they can...stick their job, I’m loaded now anyway. Secondly, we have been chums for decades and I’ve always thought, well, if I never tell you, you might never know.’ I hadn’t even noticed her hand on mine. I sensed that despite her apparent self-confidence, Vee was anxious, anxious perhaps not to have upset me but perhaps also that I would reject her. I laughed. She saw me staring at her and shyly smiled.She then asked me to come and help.she then purposely put water on her dress which made her top transparent and anyone could see her tits and tight nipples. My dick was hard and my mom saw that and naughtily smiled. She didn’t even change. We had our breakfast and then she went to change. She came out only wearing a bikini. She even removed her pant. I was shell shocked. I asked her what she was wearing so she said that since it was hot and no one was. "She likes you, Aunt Lizzie does," the girl insisted, wiggling closer."Doesn't mean she would tolerate me swiving you." I'm not a virgin," Violet said very quietly. "I ran off and got married when I was thirteen. Man disappeared soon after, but Pa, he wouldn't take me back. I've lived with the James family since then, almost four years."I showed her how to make a hip hole and wrapped her wide skirt about her tightly, patted her rump and then bedded myself down on the other side of the small. This was a man about 50 and when we checked in we got adjoining rooms. We finished our first day and had dinner and a few drinks together , then went back to our rooms. I was in a horny and lonely mood, so I asked N to come over and drink with me. Again, he was twice my age, had a bit of a belly, but was charming and witty, and I figured why not? I had too much to drink and started telling him about my ex … and then things turned to talking about sex. I don’t remember him having but one drink,.