I was aching to be touched there. I rubbed myself softly while she nuzzled and felt me up. I could feel her eyes on me, watching my hand go up and dow... across the fabric of my jumper, my thighs falling more open with each stroke.She laid me back and unzipped me. My panties were off in seconds and I felt the air on my moist vagina. She began to explore me, parting my lips, rubbing me in different directions, playing with the skin in different ways. I tried to tell her what I liked by making. All guys do, when they first get up, don't they? So I banged on thedoor, hoping to get someone to come. It sounded curiously "dead",though, and I just got the impression there wasn't anyone out therelistening. As I'd started to do something about it, my need to pisswas now almost unbearable, and I looked at the bucket - there wasnothing for it, was there? The sound of my big stream of goldhitting the metal was odd - we all get used to pissing in lavatoriesand urinals, don't we, and you're not. "Oh," she said, " 'Debbie Does Dallas.' " You've seen it?" Tommy looked up at her in surprise."Yeah, back in college, I -- Hey, that doesn't matter. Tommy, where did you get this?" Uh -- I found it?" OK -- and where did you find it?" Around?" The little boy looked up at her brightly."That's not good enough, Tommy. Now, come on. Where did you 'find' it? Did you get this from one of the kids at school?" No," he said quickly."Then who?" Well --" He stalled, trying to decide which would get him in. Moreover, another relative had come to sit beside her to accompany her as there weren’t many girls in our family, so these 2 remained close. She was much younger, so I didn’t even bother to look at her, her name was ‘S’. As part of the festival, there used to be lots of shops & celebrations on the street. So later, most of them left from the house. The house became silent.Even though S was getting bored, she was staying in the same room itself. This continued for some time. I couldn’t tell her.