. You follow me up the stairs quietly, your confidence wavering slightly... but as we enter my room and you see my big double bed... any doubts that h...d been passing though your head were quickly wiped away as you think of what is to come... I turned to you as we reach the bed... looking for reassurance that this is what you want... I clearly didn't have to... you were right behind me looking at me as if you wanted to rip my cloths off... Your hands slide up under my top and push it over my. ”“And I love your nose, and that pouty look you get on your face, and mmm you have the nicest ass I have ever seen……Oh sorry I will stop.” I said.“Well you can keep going,” she said smiling.“Ok, like I was saying you have the nicest ass. I love every time when you get up to go to the teachers’ washrooms; I love to watch your ass the whole way,” I said.“Really?” she asked.“Yes. The way you kinda swing it as you walk, and your boobs are like the perfect pyramid of Giza. They are perfected in size. I turned around with my back resting on the aisle seat side railings with aunt right in front of me. After a few minutes, I started to feel a hand just brushing over the zip of my pant, which I ignored initially because of the circumstances.After some time, I was shocked because aunt was touching or more like feeling my penis with the back of her hand, which just woke it from its slumber sleep. I became slightly uncomfortable because it was a public place.At the next station, while new. I’ll even make her use the chamber pot.’ Driving down the Interstate, George continues to visualize on how he is going to really torture his victim for intruding in on his life, how he is going to beat her and brand her. He wants this one to suffer as he did as a child. But he didn’t hold the ether filled rag on her face long enough. On the way back to Metairie, she wakes up just as they are approaching the Causeway Boulevard exit of Interstate 10. She is groggy but she knows something is.