She had to look up just how to tie a hangman's noose. After all, it wasn't a knot taught in Girl Scouts.Now that she had the stage set, what was she g...ing to wear? The rules said "sexy but not blatant". She had studied some of the pictures already posted on the site and decided against nudity. Instead, she elected for a very, VERY short silver dress that buttoned up the side. It was sleeveless and had a low enough collar to avoid getting in the way of the rope around her neck.She shivered. The. Hiscock, not very large, was stiff and straining the sheerblack nylon panties. I reached over and pulled thepanties down. Now he was standing there, panties abouthis ankles, his little hard cock exposed. I saw thatnot only had he shaved his legs, but he’d shaved hisgenitals too. Looking at him, scared, exposed, humiliated, I found myself breathing hard, my heart was beating fast and Icould feel myself getting wet. The sight of his littleboy naked dick, surrounded as it was by my. After a few minutes, her hands fell on my thighs. I opened my eyes lightly to look at her but she was listening to music pretending nothing is happening. I stayed in my same position. Then the shock came to me when she started moving her hands over my thighs. “Fuck, I had my niece sitting next to me in a car rubbing my thighs”.My dick was very hard and it was making a visible tent in my pant and I am pretty sure she would have noticed it too. Well, she actually did because in the next 2. I gave her the world. I nourished her with knowledge. I set her loose, once more, in the greatest cities of the world, touring their libraries, their universities, their museums, encouraging her to take painting lessons, music lessons, to seek out astronomers, mathematicians, lawyers, and philosophers, and to learn from them. I taught her my own arts, the art of tracking, of fencing, and of stealth. And always, always, I kept one eye over my shoulder for pursuit. I had lost her once. I would.