I undressed down to my underwear, and for a moment was glad of my panties, the very reason for me doing this was to lose them, what a juxtaposition, m... thumbs hooked into the flimsy elastic, as uncle watched, I eased it over my slim hips and down my long legs, to my ankles, 'Stop there', cried uncle?I was bent, touching my toes, 'Straighten up', he said, and I did as he bade, with my flimsy panties around my ankles, making me more conscious of my lower nudity, 'What', I queried?His eyes went up. So, a few days after the outing to Bretton, he called Sheila Walsh again to arrange another outing.Having almost all day, they rode the sixty miles to Harlow Carr, in Harrogate, and wandered the gardens. Sheila produced a compact camera and photographed the willow sculptures dotted around the grounds. He watched with interest."I hope you don't mind?" she asked, after a while. "I'm writing an assignment on transient art. You know, sand sculpture, this sort of thing with materials which won't. I'm on a mission. Of course, Raymond's my star pupil. One day soon, he'll be teaching me." You'd take your job back from Nathan, after what he what he did to you?" Bert asked."I might," Jamie answered. "I won't say that I wouldn't have second thoughts about it. I don't know how much of it was Nathan's decision or Bob Jackson's." This whole town hasn't treated you very well. There's still some who point when you walk down the street. I wouldn't blame you if you packed it in and moved back to. "I looked at Kat and smiled and gave her sister a kiss, "all night?"She giggled and Kat moved onto the bed and smiled, "please."I moved onto the bed and laid beside her and caressed and felt her body. She sighed and opened her legs as I started to feel and finger her pussy. It was bald and smooth and I knew a Clar tradition for girls was the painful removal of all body hair. A minute and she was shivering and lifting her hips while moaning.I shifted and moved over her as she spread her legs.