THE STORY IS FICTIONken looked at his granddaughter Amy and told her to go and get Simon for his tea, Amy begrudgingly went upstairs she put the landi...g light on but the bulb had still not been changed and the landing remained in darkness, Amy approached Simon’s room and stopped when she saw the door was ajar and Simon was standing naked his back to the door, Amy smiled as she admired Simon’s naked bum, to her joy Simon turned giving her a good view of his 6 inch fat hairy dick,, Amy moved. Finally, after we’d passed about three cabins, we came to the one he and his buddies owned. But there were lights on inside, and seeing that my heart began to skip beats. I remembered our talks about threesomes, and gang-bangs. When he asked me to wait for him on the path, so he could see what was going on inside; my heart began to beat a little more regularly. He hadn’t been expecting anyone at the cabin, he explained. I truly had no idea what to expect on this trip, but I went along with it. I caught her face in profile, long, dark hair, fringe cut straight, slim face, full lips. She reminded me of Jemima Rooper, an actress I'd seen in some film or television series. Striking features. She wore a grey jumper, tight across her chest. I tried not to stare, but she looked up, our eyes met. I smiled, then went back to my colleagues. I got caught up in the chatter, lost in the moment. I got that prickly feeling on the back of my neck, could feel someone watching me. I glanced around,. I made my way to the kitchen and opened the fridge to grab a juice box. It was so quite and I didn't see or hear my parents at all. "Are they already in bed?" I asked myself.As I turned off the lights in the kitchen I continued back through the living room and walked back down the dark hall towards my parents room. I noticed no illumination of their light under their closed door as I put my ear up to their door. Total silence. "They must be sleeping already." I whispered to myself, as I got.