’ James remembers every second they had spent together since they met. Her every move was ingrained in him. He remembers when he first saw her, when...he first heard her voice, the first time they touched, they first time they made love in this very bedroom. And he definitely remembers when he sat in this very chair, upset after having lunch with his family and Alexandra coming in, taking the scotch from his hand and placing her mouth over every inch of his body. They had been seeing each other. And thats when I see it . I look down at his swimtrunks and see a lump forming in his pants. Without thinking I sit in his lap. I lean foward so our lips are touching. Oh daddy is your little girl turning you on? Hmmm… I purr. No Jenifer…. He tries to move me away. Oh but daddy.. I just want some… Fun.. I smile and run my fingers through his soft brown hair. I kiss him slowly and softly at first, but then begin to work my tongue into his mouth. He rejects at first but then finally begins to get. "Jean wanted to keep the paperwork, mainly old letters and bills, in case there was something interesting historically concerning the house but much of the stuff went straight into the skip. Nearly at the end of our break, I forced open a wooden chest containing various items of jewellery. The lid was locked but the joints at one corner had given way so I pulled the end off and tipped the contents on to the floor. Delightedly Jean and I picked them over. Amongst the items I picked out a small. I'd hate for Bob or your parents to find out. I would deny everything. You'd look kind of foolish," replied Maggie.I left the cottage and went home. I felt like my whole life had come to an abrupt end. How could I be so stupid? Why would I believe that an older woman like Maggie would think of a kid like me as more than a sex item?I never said anything to anyone. Who would believe me? I held it in and it hurt. I completely stopped seeing Maggie. I didn't even go in the attic anymore. If she was.