I put my head down in shame, then my aunt told its ok i know why u take time. Then she enquired whether i watched porn.i shyly said yes .then gaining ...ourage i asked her about her sexual life ,she started crying..Then i went to hall and switched on the tv after some time aunt came to hall. I said sorry i hurted you..she came near me and said why u asked such question.are u interested in me.i said Sorry aunty i will never ask such question. Then she again asked me why u want to know,i was quiet. I wastold that I would have a visitor who would help me." Oh my, you must be incredibly stiff. Can I help you up?" Michael askedas he walked closer to Isabel."No, please no, not until you've read the letter that they left on thedesk." Why? Did they glue you to the chair?" Michael asked incredulously."No, but you'll understand when you read the letter," Isabel replied inbarely a whisper.Walking over to the desk, Michael wondered what other embarrassments hewould have to go through to get out of. “So what did you do?” he asked, his voice sort of squeaky. “I did what he said. I took off my bra and my skirt and pantyhose and panties, and got on my knees.” “But why? It was like he was going to rape you.” “If I hadn’t been willing, then it would have been, and I would have screamed my head off. Of course the cops back then would have snickered and winked and let him go anyway. Date rape wasn’t even acknowledged back then. But that isn’t what this was about, not really, although it took me. “Okay, my turn” I stared at her, with the jet blowing on my back, trying to think of something to top her dare, suddenly it came to me and I smiled wickedly at her. “ I dare you to put your pussy against the jet in the hot tub.” She smiled back nervously and slowly floated on to her back and positioned her pussy against the stream of water. She stayed there for a moment, and then moved away. “That hurts.” I scoffed at her, and she looked at me and dared me to do it too. I moved to where.