Taking in your beauty, I can’t resist the temptation and start kissing your back. From your lower back I peck my way slowly up over your spine. You ...tir a little in your sleep, as if the touch of my lips on your soft skin is making its way into your dream. Making my way back down again, I lift the sheet and throw it back, exposing the delicious curves of your behind. Your right knee is lifted a little and your gleaming tanned legs are somewhat spread apart. I press my hand on your ass cheek and. I watched as my grandfather entered. I could see him checking out the dimensions of the yard and its state. I too took note of the unevenness of the ground.My grandfather walked around the yard a little and positioned himself, so he faced me but was just off centre. I knew why he did it. As the challenger, I had to challenge. To charge straight at him would be disastrous.Just in front of him was a small wash created by recent rain. It would screw up my stride and wrong foot me if I tried to. The shock on their faces had to be seen to be believed."But books are expensive. Who would have the money to purchase all of these books that you can print?" an older man asked from the side of the room."That is the whole point of mechanical printing," Uncle Frank answered taking over the lecture again. "Because the books can be printed quickly, the cost of each book is lower. For example, if it takes three people six weeks say to produce one hundred books, the cost is spread across the hundred. I imagined the savoury aroma of her, the slightly sweaty, vaguely urined succulence of her. I pictured her sparse, tightly curled pubic hair and I daydreamed of having my head up there, my nose delirious with the smell of her sex and my tongue lapping up her juices.For her part, she conjured up images I could only guess at, but which surely involved the two of us naked and enjoying our nakedness.One thing she probably didn’t expect was my strange, perhaps perverse interest in her arsehole. She.