At the last bath night, two things had happened; Jesse had made a small joke about his erection, he had noticed a slight trail of blood from between h...r legs as he washed her – they took it in turns and he enjoyed washing her little bottom, letting his soapy fingers slide into her anus a small way unseen by the others; she would smile at him and even steal a kiss. Now, it appeared, her first period was about to start. He called her mother and she dealt with the ‘details’ with no fuss.Unlike. The day went pretty uneventful until evening approached once again. I asked if I could take a bath, which apparently I didn’t need to ask for. Grandma asked if she could watch me, so we both headed to the bathroom, her perched on the toilet me running the bath. I got in and started to lather myself to get clean. Grandma pointed to the window ledge above the taps and informed me there was some new razors there. I told her it was ok as I hadn’t started shaving yet, that’s when she said that was. In case mum got up he could see down the corridor from the gap between door post and the door. He would have enough time to stop whatever he was doing.I thought ‘here comes a cup session’. But then he went on his knees and raising my skirt he exposed my private part. Spreading my thighs he placed his mouth on my pussy and sucked – all the while bobbing his head up to see through the gap and down the corridor whether mum was coming.He was an expert pussy sucker as I soon felt currents of sex. .well, that's just wonderful! Do it! Go for it! Don't sneak aroundashamed of yourself! The fact is, I love it, I love that you care, thatyou want to feel more of the different things I feel. I want to helpyou become more fully the woman you are!"She paused, then added sympathetically, "I know. I've read about it.You imprison the woman inside you and then she reaches out and holds youhostage! You're both trapped! Trapped by what you are. But womanhoodis nothing to be ashamed of! .