"NO! No you don't! Not this time!"His mind was screaming at him now.Janie had followed him from the bathroom. She had a towel wrapped around her. Her ...air was dripping. She slowly pushed open the bedroom door."Joey." WHAT?" I'm sorry." Well, so am I." he said tersely."It just happened, Joey," she sniffled."Oh yeah?" he said angrily, "And just HOW did it just happen Janie? How did you 'just happen' to fuck our uncle? How does that happen Janie? I'd really like to hear this."Janie sat on the bed.. They surrounded her on all sides, and wouldn't let her sit up until they took turns having her lick their cocks clean. That's when she felt someone else behind her. She couldn't see who it was because she couldn't pull her head away from the four players who kept her in her bent over position. She was exhausted and totally spent by then, but she was intrigued by the mystery man's gentle touch and soothing caresses. He pulled her body slowly back towards him, and she felt his erect member. How I loved hearing him call me his duck, or his dear. Little endearments came so easily from him. ‘Next weekend, you will tell me all about it, won’t you?’ ‘Yes, love, I promise’. *** As Denise suggested, all that Summer I worked for Philip and stayed weeknights at Aunt Hilda’s. Denise taught me the switchboard, and how to act as a receptionist, but mostly I was archiving. The work was routine, but keeping up that massive archive of press-cuttings, magazine articles, company reports and a. Gossip was shut down immediately, and the instigator was warned against a second time. There had been only one time that further action had to be taken. The culprit had been immediately let go. That had been evidence enough.Sharon picked out a very lovely tan blouse, and paired it with a khaki skirt similar to the one Mary had worn, only longer, (it reached just above her knees), and had put out a matching bikini panties and bra set. Satisfied with her wardrobe, she went in and took her shower,.