It had a large bed with a canopy over it, an ornate dresser with amatching vanity beside it, a small table with a beautiful flowerarrangement on it an... a chair next to it, and a walk-in closet that hadmore dresses and shoes than you could shake a stick at.A short while later, two young girls entered the room carrying food whichthey set at the small table. There was some bread that smelled like ithad just come out of the oven, some soup, and a pitcher of some kind ofjuice. Like the juice, I. . to let you explore me . . . my womanhood . . how beautiful you looked lying opened to me . . my face close to you . . more aromatic and sensual than the lavender . . your body . . your essence . . filling my senses . . i wanted to kiss you there . . to explore your inner being . . licking you . . oh yes . . tasting you . . oh james . . feeling your womanly hair against my fingers and face . . oh yes . . your lips on me . . tongue in me . . more . . deeper . . you squirmed crying out . . yes .. And mom drove us all to Allentown, Pennsylvania.The summer of 1969.My Uncle and Aunt ran a cemetary. They, and their 4 kids, lived on a house right off the main entrance into the enclave.I can picture eating meals at their large kitchen table. Sleeping in an upstairs bedroom in that lovely house. Playing outside from morning to night. Sometimes following the workers as they prepared a grave site or cleaned up after a recent burial.I know we were warned to stay away from the mining holes (there. Once they'd finished, Simon made them all a cup of tea, before he and Marianne made their excuses and left to go up to his room."Caroline said she'd love to go, too. So you'll be going with beautiful twin sisters, and if that doesn't turn you on then my name's Mary Whitehouse!" Two of you? I don't think I'll survive!" he despaired, putting the back of his hand to his forehead.Marianne smacked his backside, saying "Go on with you — you love the idea! Just don't think you're getting the both of.