I loved Aunt Betty and I reckon I'm going to love Aunt Becca too." Don't you dare!" Love you?" Mischief filled her face."No! Call me Aunt or Aunty. I ...old you about Isobel." Very well, Aunty Becca." Grrr!"They all helped clear away and wash up before taking their coffee through to the sitting room. Mary was feeling a lot better but the anxiety and pain were not far below the surface. The girls sat on the sofa once more."Now then, Bec ... Mary, my dear, your turn," said Steven.Mary looked down. Kristen felt violated, and to her, what you did to her was even worse than what she thought happened to me."Once again, I was at a loss. Patty's words were hitting me like a sledgehammer. I was barely able to choke out the word, "Worse?"Patty shook her head slowly. "Look at it from her point of view. You know what you did to her. She felt humiliated to have to call my home and then Wendy's mother just to talk to me in order to set up a 'date' with you. Usually, I'm sensitive to these things,. She leant over me and kissed me again, with much more passion that she'd used when we might be seen. I returned the kiss with as much passion, if not more. Breaking the kiss, she stood up; I could see her nipples were up, and I knew my cock was hard. She chuckled as she glanced down at my crotch and saw the bulge in my jeans. I pointed to her tits, and she ran her hands over them, tickling the nipples with her thumb, while licking her lips. "Downstairs woman, now, before I do something neither. "Jim's breathing picked up, and his eyes were blinking rapidly; something he usually did when he was excited or nervous. Lucy could almost guess what he was going to say next because his cock was extremely hard again and beginning to twitch enthusiastically."Okay, go on. I'm listening," Lucy said. She had a small amount of skepticism mixed with eagerness in her voice, but also a lot of desire in her mind."When you enter the lounge, if Keith is there then take a seat next to him or close enough.