Jill, however, had no urge to do any of those things. Her needs were being met at home.When she was 14 she had her first orgasm. It was in the bathtub... and her Uncle's finger was about halfway in her pussy when it happened. He'd been strumming her young clitty with his soapy finger while she sighed and said how good that felt. She was on her knees at the time, her head dripping blobs of shampoo down her developing body. She was washing her own breasts, something Uncle Bob had awakened her to. ......." she paused, "I was always fond of your family you know." I Know." I was hardly welcomed with open arms. In fact I was given a given a three hour lecture on how wonderful her three grand bairns are, especially the little girl." Sean laughed inspite of all." Aye, she dotes on them all, especially on wee," he paused, looking and feeling almost guilty," Our wee Mary." I'm very honoured." she smiled and kissed his cheek again "But your Ma made me promise something, and I've stuck rigidly. "And wouldn't you like to know how tight my pussy feels on your cock? You can fuck me whichever way you want, for as long as you want, and I'll love every minute of it." "I just don't know..." I was getting sick of playing this game. One way or another, I would get what I wanted. I took his hands and pressed them against my chest, so he could feel my big, warm tits and my hard nipples protruding from them. He squeezed them roughly, pushing them up and together. I let him enjoy my body for a few. Some sleazy backwater cable affair. Killing minutes, I skim the channels to stave off sleep, or maybe despair.My fingers backtrack, alerted to the prospect of danger. The screen settles. That pretentious late-night BBC art's magazine programme A Room of Their Own. The earnest transmission of cutting-edge culture leaves no room for doubt. Heavy lidded, my eyes barely register Sasha's resurrection, the last shot at a new moment in the sun.The presenter's introduction has unsettled my mid-life.