Still, Corky desperately needs someone she can talk to. At precisely 10 am Corky rings Miss Andrews’ door bell. She looks around, not understanding...why she’s never seen her teacher coming out of this house. The only person she’s ever seen coming or going from this house is a gorgeous woman who looks like she could be a model. On more than one occasion, Corky has spotted the sexy woman leaving her home. The woman is usually dressed in a sleeveless shirt, and mid thigh length skirts, that show. “Tell me I’ve got good tits,” she demanded.Hesitantly, I told her. My words were like a trigger as she used all her considerable strength to heave my body on top of her. My encased erection pressed against her encased pudenda and contact as simple as that had me spurting madly.“Enjoy it?”Hardly, but I said nothing, as I became aware of the large wet patch showing on my pants. How could I avoid the ridicule that I knew would be mine? Truth was, I couldn’t. Heading for the toilets back at camp, I. " I told Her."Cary? I'm so scared." she whispered. "What if all those stories are true? I don't care what You say. I know this place is haunted! I can feel it! Everybody says it is,so it must be true! I don't want to die!" "Who is this 'Everybody' you're talking about? Sweetie,there is No Such Thing As Ghosts." I assured her."Yes there is! All the older girls,and sister Betty along with brother Rodger say it's true! Even Preacher won't come here! He doesn't like this place either! It scares. Then he completely shocked me.He slid his fingers underneath my belly shirt, and pulled the shirt up and over my head. My heart skipped a beat, and I could feel myself blushing. Even though my uncle had already seen me naked, it was either through the heat vent, or it was on video. This time, his face was less than two feet away from my exposed tits. It was a reality shock, and it was delicious.I recovered enough to ask him how I was going to be able to help him feed the fish in this.