“Answer me, girl!”I don’t know why, but her calling me “girl” sent a chiill down my spine. Here I was, wearing her slip and panties and gart...r and stockings… my hair was longer than a lot of the girls I knew (remember, this was the early 70’s)… I didn’t have much of a beard or much body hair… so I knew I looked fairly feminine. I’d looked at myself in the mirror, trying to imagine myself with some make-up, maybe some earrings. Hell, I thought I’d look better as a girl than some of the real. He kept himself in shape and was somewhat taller than her fathers 6′ 2″. His hair was still dark and thick with just a little gray at the temples. She’d always had somewhat of a schoolgirl crush on him but had always known he only saw her as his niece. Nevertheless she did what she could to flirt with him in her schoolgirlish ways and didn’t intend to change that. It was fun and she was, after all, feeling happy and free. The visit had been her idea and she’d almost squealed with delight when. After an hour and feeling No pain, I asked my ex to go and put on her favourite Nighty and Stockings and Not say anything when she got back. She sat next to me on the couch and we put a new vid on. I could see the other guy was looking at her from the corner of his eyes. She smiled at me as she took a healthy shot of "Southern". As the vid got into it, she put her Stockinged leg over mine. I Paid attention to her ear..licking, biting and putting it in til she shivered and let out a gasp. I slid. That way if she objected, he could claim it was an accident. Beth certainly didn’t object to Alex’s touch.After the movie was over, they walked to the car. They talked about the movie and how exciting it was until they got back to the car. When they got in, Alex asked Beth if she wanted to go get something to eat or get some ice cream. Beth really wanted to go to the Hill which was the local make out place. She said, “I’m really not hungry and I wouldn’t mind going someplace quiet so we can.