It was a strange coincidence that the circumstances were the same as they had been all those years ago; our parents were away and I was looking after ...im. Not for one night though, this time it was for a fortnight. My brother was sitting across the other side of the room from me as my memories bubbled up to the surface of my mind, glancing across at him I saw that he was looking at me and smiling."What?" I said to hide my own thoughts.Grinning Jim leant forward before replying."I was. It was a way of transferring my pain to her - but not as pain, but as pleasure. And she came. Yes, all the old cliches about the woman's moanings and cries for "more" are all true. How else does one decribe actuality? But this woman I knew was different and sure enough, as I expected, I felt around my now aching fingers in her cunt an increase in moistness as the warm flow of the now augmented juices that I knew was the sign of her about to ejaculate. I was, for the first time in my long. Just so they didn't feel bad I also had soft drinks. The difference was that I had root beer, one of my favorites.I got back to my room later that evening and was watching the news on TV. They were covering a story about a twelve-year-old girl who was in need of transportation to Syracuse, NY and the Golisano children's hospital. She needed some specialized surgery that they offered there. Her parents could not afford the air fare to get her there and there was a high chance that if she did not. He was quite a bit older than her; he was thirty-five. She'd always had a thing for older men, and when they met she was a mere sixteen years old, sneaking around behind her parents back to see Jack. Though he was against it, he couldn't be without his little skoolgirl at the time.For twenty-one years their sex life had been wonderful. Linda had always been highly sexual, and Jack matched her until recently. His drive seemed to drop down to nothing these past months. She could remember when.