She couldn’t help herself! Even totally alone, in an empty room, Peaches was always horny. That was why she was always restrained so that she coul...n’t touch herself. If she could, she would have masturbated herself unconscious! The sight of an erect cock, or a wet pussy, drove all thought from her head. ‘Ben!’ Called the Corporal, a short, lean man with a cruel streak a mile wide. ‘Coming Sir!’ Ben called back, collaring Peaches, attaching her lead and leading her, barefoot, naked and. It looked great and smelled so much better than her old furniture.Louise shocked me when she said, “I sure hope this Ben doesn’t expect me to sleep with him in return for this new furniture.”I countered, “Louise, Ben is a great guy and I’m sure he would never expect you to...”Louise giggled and interrupted, “ ... Auntie Masha, I was teasing you. But it’s too bad he’s such a gentleman because I haven’t had sex in a very long time.”I blushed, Louise giggled even more and declared, “I gotcha. Besides, she had a boyfriend of her own even if he did have a bit of a "pencil dick" and I think he was scoping out bent boys as well. I steered well clear of him and he whispered in my ear one late night,"Don't worry, Bobby boy, you're not my type. I like boys with a little bit of meat on them not fly-weights like you."I was tempted to warn my sister off but she seemed old enough to make her own decisions and I was certain she had already let him shove his thing up her bum in the back yard. As crazy and impossible as that sounds, it’s the truth. But I know it can never be and I’ll cherish you forever holding you in my heart until I die.”I saw tears drip from her eyes and it was like a knife to my gut. I had no words to comfort her or me for that matter. The fact was she was a married woman twenty years my junior, and where I was writing the later chapters of my life, her story had only just begun. It would not be fair to her or her husband to do anything in my own self-interest..