We wondered if we just weren’t brave enough, or maybe not the right type. Yet we never entirely gave up hope and a lot of our internet time was spen... on the x-rated sites – which invariably served to start us off, maybe Miles opening my blouse to tweak my nipples or me reaching for a zip that was struggling to contain what is, I am happy to say, a responsive and virile penis, and that would lead to oral (which we both enjoy both ways) and a return to some of our favourite positions (me kneeling. “Yes.” “Why did you do it?” “Honestly I heard Denise and Makta talk about what a great guy you are and how you defend girls you consider a friend. I didn’t believe it till I heard what you told Barry. It took away the pain he betrayal caused. I was going to hug you but when I opened the door and I saw you something came over me and I kissed you.” “But that kiss was very deep.” “I know. When I touched your lips, it felt so right I just let go. Same when we hugged. I felt safe and I know you. Before I realised it I let slip a curse word.."Fuck it" I said and clapped my hand over my mouth.Uncle Timmy looked shocked and raised his hand to me..."Don't you be hitting me Uncle or I'll tell the mammy"He thought for a moment and said "Not if I tell her first about you and yer foul mouth an' all"He grabbed my wrist and pulled me down across his knee,yanked up my skirt and proceeded to spank me on my arse - naked but for my cotton knickers.I can joke now about the cheeks at both ends being. ‘Well of course you are, silly mortal,’ she said with a titter, ‘You’ve been dying since before we met.’ I thought back to that day. When an ignorant delinquent snuck into a locked up old building. It had a reputation, even then, and none of my friends would follow. I’d just wanted proof to lord over them. Instead I found her. How old and mature she’d seemed to my teenage self. In all those years, she hadn’t changed one bit, and to aged eyes she appeared young enough to make me feel guilty for.