The young man considered knocking, then decided not to. He opened the door. His aunt was lying on the bed, her back to him, still in her robe. He walk...d across the room and sat down on the bed. ‘Are you OK, Aunt Karen?’ he asked softly. ‘I’m…I’m fine, Tommy,’ his aunt replied. She sniffled a little. She was elated that her nephew was there. She had hoped he would come in to see her once they were alone. She wanted him to make love to her to erase the terrible longing her husband’s perfunctory. " She lowered her eyes, as if afraid to continue.Now I've frightened the wits out of her. Look at her shake! "Come on, Kim," Roger said softly. "But what? Don't worry, I won't bite." It was just that... that my car broke down, and... and if, if you were going to your motel in a little while..." She let the suggestion dangle."You want a ride home, is that it?" Oh, could you, Mr. Carmel? I'd be so grateful. It isn't far from the El Mecca, and otherwise, I'd have to take a taxi, and they're so. My clitoris is hard against my finger and I stroke it firmly. I turn my face towards you. On your side you sleep, your face so close to mine I can feel your breath on my cheek. Your arm is thrown across my stomach. The sensations my finger creates are fast working their way through my body. I lift my buttocks up off the bed and open my legs wider. My breathing becomes more laboured as my hips gyrate slowly in the air. I kick the covers off me and the moonlight from the parted curtains bathes. She could feel herself getting wet between her legs as the sensations intensified, she had s desperate need to touch herself and release the pressure but her limbs wouldn't obey her."Mary look deeper, deeper, deeper" the sibilant voice whispered again.And she did, no longer curious about the voice her thoughts revolved around the glowing gem and the wonderful feelings she was receiving.Mary's breathing quickened and small moans escaped her lips, but still she was unable to move or look away.