Wondering how this was going to begin as such, and at that stage, people were still coming in ostensibly men, accompanied by one or two girls who pres...mably were their daughters&hellip,I noticed a couple of girls leave their seats and cross to other small groups. One cute little brunette, she couldnt have been much more than fourteen, went and sat herself down on another mans lap while he was talking to a young woman in her thirties. He put his arm around her, said something I couldnt hear,. “I do”, I smiled back. “Then why were you saying no Vaishu?”. “She is your cousin right?”. “Oh! Common Ayesha. That’s OK. Just enjoy yourself. Lets make a very memorable holiday out of this trip, OK?”. “OK”, I nodded.We had reached the far end of the field. We were standing in front of an old house, which looked like a mansion to me. It looked centuries old. The place was deserted and looked isolated to me. “This is my distant relative’s place”, she explained. “Only one old auntie lives here. Being there for so long Ann was now part of the scenery and folks hardly noticed her. At 57 Ann was still unmarried, in fact apart from a teenage fondle on a church trip, she had remained unsullied by the lewd attentions of both sexes ever since. Ann worked as clerk in an accountants office and kept herself slim and her clothes reflected the drabness of her job. Thick tights, knee length skirt, and cardigans were a common choice of work uniform.As the years had passed several families had moved. It was quite early on in my first year. I was seeing Gemma still, but hadn’t popped my cherry with a guy yet. I was a bit shy when it came to boys and I would go a bit coy and giggly if I spoke to someone who I liked. There was this one guy who I kind of had the hots for and I think he had them for me too. His name was Alex and he would always say ‘hi’ and he even bought me a coffee once. I expected him to make a move then, but he didn’t. This story is about what happened when I decided that.