Melinda was touching and licking me everywhere- well almost everywhere. She would skip over my pussy and make me squirm with delight. I would give her...subtle (and not so subtle hints) that I wanted her to eat me. I rubbed my clit, but she gently moved my hand away. “Later,” she said. “I can’t wait for later,” I said to myself, but she was determined to make me. She sucked my toes and I moaned in delight. I could feel my heart pound as my body was begging for relief. She kissed up my leg, her. “What’s wrong”? I replied. “Can we talk”? Emma’s soft voice breaking as she enquired. I pulled myself from the toilet and opened the door. Emma sat on the bath looking down embarrassed and full of shame. “What was that Ken. Seriously do you want to fuck your cousin”? Shouted Emma. “I’m sorry Em, I lost it okay”. I replied. “Do you want to fuck me”? Emma asked again. Emma moved and blocked my escape from the bathroom. “Do you”? She yelled. “Yes okay I screamed back I want to fuck you”. I. I didn't believe that, but I did think having the audience might have inhibited all the girls, except for Joyce.On Sunday, Mama, Shirley, Dad and I played a round of golf together. I suggested to the ladies that we play from the white tees, and they play from the red. Mostly, I did that so that Dad and I could ride together in the same cart.I spent most of the time we had between shots, explaining how I planned to manage the business after I took over for him. Her asked me quite a few. How could I have been so stupid? "However," she said again, "due to the nature of your actions I cannot allow you to enter the rooms of residents without supervision. Therefore, subject to you 'satisfying' Mr Phillips, I will allow you to continue working on reception." Still on reception! Did I hear her correctly? I stood mute not daring to speak. She continued. "You will be the junior receptionist reporting to the new Reception Manager, you will also take instructions from the other more.