We started chatting for a bit and the subject came out about age. She was sick of people judging her and my uncle on their age difference. She hates t...e fact that people assume she was with him for the money. She sad she loved him before she even knew he had money and it was not like she was broke growing up either. Her family was pretty well off and money was the last thing she thinks about when marrying someone. She then brought up the point that she feels a little bit excited that she was. Michelle just smiled.I stood up and reached out my hand to her. Michelle took my hand, I helped her up, gave Julie a little wink, and we started to head for the gate.Julie then spoke up and said “Maybe you should take this, just in case Michelle wants to change too”. She handed me Michelle’s bag that had a change of clothes for her as well. Good old Julie, always so well prepared.V - My houseWe made our way next door to my house and very quietly snuck in the door downstairs, into the rec room.. It was dark in his bedroom. I was sure it was warm but my skin still crawled with millions of shivering bugs. All I wore was two thin pieces of cloth, one draping down from my shoulders to the second one hugging my hips and looping between my legs. I was sixteen, but still so vulnerable to my little brother in just those two cutlets of fabric, in the dark, walking slowly to his bed.His eyes were shivering.Reaching the mattress he laid so soundless on, I ran my bare fingers over the sheets I. “You're trembling,” Alice said. “I can't help it,” I said apologetically. My answer seemed to make her happy and an eyebrow shot up in a look of devious delight. She positioned her sweet nipple just above my mouth. When she lowered it, I wasn't sure what to expect, how to react, but I took her nipple in my mouth all the same. My lips closed over remarkably soft flesh. Her nipple hardened against my tongue. I took in every detail my tongue could discover, the soft skin around her hard little.