She turned my body to the audience, and told me to stand on my toes. I did. She went behind me, and pull open my knees. ‘Um…..’ I make a sound o... refuse, but it quickly turned into a moaning sound as my wet sissy clit becomes hard. ‘You are such a slut. Look at you, everybody is looking at you and you become so excited. You cheap slut may actually earn me some money. Now, move your right middle finger onto your sissy clit. You can only masturbate by rubbing yoruself with this finger. If you. A cool autumnal breeze blew thick strands of an erie mist through the yard, seeming to almost glow in the light of the full moon. The cold from the slabs laid across the yard chilled her feet through her thin slippers, and she shivered as she walked, the rough hem of her cotton nightdress flapping around her ankles. She looked towards the stable block, bordering the right side of the yard outside the farmhouse, and stepped towards it, her stomach tight with nerves. Buster, her own horse, stuck. She wiped but did not flush. She stood, closed the lid, and said in a pleasant voice, “Hey, sailor, room for two in there?”Mack turned and opened the door to Mary. “Room for two and you'll like the view,” Mack joked.Mary stepped into the shower and into Mack’s arms. He wrapped his body around her to protect her from the hot water. She felt safe snuggled up against him. He protected her the same way he always did. She hugged him close. This was her mate and she was his. It was the only. She liked what they did. And they agreed then that no one would be told anything about it in the future, and it would be just between them. After that, however, sometimes Jill took a bath by herself. Still, at least once a week she'd announce it was bath time and pull her Uncle into the bathroom.Of course Jill learned about sex. She learned most of it like most of us do, from friends, magazines, and other sometimes ignorant and unreliable sources. But she understood the birds and the bees and.