Only the fact that the top stopped just below my breasts prevented it from appearing traditional."Well, we know James is a pervert, but not that he co...ld get this kinky," Tina said as I slipped the halter top over my head. It took me a few moments to get my head through the opening. Once the top was on, I turned to look at Tina.Tina was still standing there naked. She had the top in her hands and was slowly turning it around. I could see a small frown on her face."What?" I asked her as I looked. On reflection, these many years later, it occurs to me that I had sought to lose myself in lust, and violence, as a salve for the intolerable pain occasioned by the loss of those I loved. I had my parent's house, a large mansion on several acres of land. There were two cars - a Porsche 911 and a Cadillac Eldorado. The house was paid for, and there were insurance policies and savings and brokerage accounts that would ensure that I would become a young gentleman of some considerable resources,. She felt gingerly at her butt. Her skin was warm to the touch where her nephew's hand had landed.The camera clicked again. "Just a new game I've thought up," Martin told her. "How long has it been since you've been spanked?"It took Jacqui a few moments to catch what her nephew was getting at. Then she exploded in a fury of movement, pulling her legs and arms beneath her and trying to scuttle away from the muscular young man. That swat on the ass hurt, and while her nephew was a helluva good. Joy. His thumbs, light over my hardening nipples. The brush down my stomach, over the head of my growing clit-dick. A moan ravaged my throat, hips moving toward his touch. He pulled back, breathing hard, and the storm in my mind hushed. I felt my body go rigid, steeling against the rejection.“Marsh…” I started.“Logan. I’ve dreamt of this. Touching you. Seeing you as you are, without your mental armor. Treating you the way you should be treated. Gently. Adored. But baby I need to see.