”“Oh, sweetheart, you aren’t going to be on your own. No, we have arranged for you to go and stay with Uncle George and Aunt Mary while we are a...ay,” Sandra said.Rosie’s dream of partying and boys burst like a soap bubble. Three weeks in the wilds of Yorkshire in nineteen sixty was not her idea of fun. She remembered her mother’s sister’s house. Miles from anywhere, a black-and-white television in the small sitting room, and nobody her age to chill with. From memory, the closest café with a. Audrey laid the book on the floor and turned around, facing me. She looked at me, her deep brown eyes looking into mine, searching for something.“Like Nan, you mean?” she asked.“Or... like you” I replied. As I heard these words leave my lips, I wanted to kick myself. What was I doing? Yes, I was attracted to my little sister and not a little. I had been as long as I can remember, but I had vowed never to act upon it. Now I had spooked her, I could see it.“Do you really think you could have sex. As is the want of RN even today, the Task Group didn't just sail off ondeployment, they remained on station off the British coast conductingexercises and by the time they arrived in Gibraltar for an overnightfuelling stop it was fourteen days since they had left Pompey.'BRB' as the girls and punters had begun to call the club was closedalongside as everyone except for the duty watch would take short leaveand step ashore.Michele, Doris, Polly and Mary were entered into 'Cooks and Stewards'Leave. I heard the bathroom fan bark to life and heard him urinate. There are no mysteries in marriage I thought to myself. I thought of his cock covered in my pussy juice as peed. I waited for him to return, hoping he would snuggle up against my naked pussy, oozing his semen, which begged him for another load. But I was warm and satisfied, and drifted off again.When I awoke, he still wasn’t back in bed with me. I heard the TV down the hall. Typical man, fuck your wife and then go watch Sports Center..