As she turned round, she said "Would you kiss an old lady like me?" "I said "Of course, why not - and anyway, how old?" "83." was the reply! She put h...r arms round me, so I kissed her. She had the slight moustache that old women get, but I forgot that as she ground her crotch forward into mine.In response, I felt for her full breasts, and was rewarded with a nice full handful, and a low moan from her. I slipped a couple of buttons of her woollen top open, and found that she only had a bra under. He explains, "Yes, his intent is to keep you bound, blind, and voiceless while he plots to melt away your hardened resolve with my hapless aid. Let's see to veiling you properly now."I hear soft jingles of tiny bells and bangles of a headdress. He pulls it on snugly over my crown then fastens a silky veil across the bridge of my nose. My breath anxiously billows the thin fabric in and out. Cool wisps of sheer material are laid over my exposed body. I have no idea what color they are or what. "Sure," I said. I stood up off the blankets on the floor that Ricky wouldlater rearrange into his mattress. I opened the door to find Uncle Garystanding there in a white-t undershirt and whitey tighties. When he saw meexit through the door, Uncle Gary turned around and led me to his room."If you're more comfortable, you can toss your shirt and shorts on thechair," Uncle Gary suggested. I didn't take this in a sexual way becausetheir cramped town home was a lot hotter than my parents' home. I. "Thumb wrestling."Kris smiled as she recalled the numerous thumb wrestling battles we used to have when we were much younger. I usually won because I had stronger hands, but she had to admit it was a fair choice.We brought our hands together over the countertop, counted to three and set up in the classic thumb battle pose. After an initial flurry of contact and near pins, we both pulled our thumbs back into the safe position.I eyed my sister over the thumbs. "You know you are going to lose this.