The others had all resulted from low probability accidents; Fourth Level was where Tanda had come from. Civilizations on the Fourth Level ranged from ...pace faring to primitive, hundreds of thousands of cultures and civilizations.Then there was the Fifth Level, where the school had been. Fifth level had no indigenous humans, no civilizations.There was never a single moment at the University where Tanda realized what she wanted to study. It came in bits and pieces, one idea at a time. Cultures. When I did, his hand fell between my legs. I took a hold of his hand and pressed it against my panties. My sons hand was now on my pantie covered pussy. I could feel myself getting wet. I wanted more. When I removed my hand, he left his hand on me. He wasn't moving it around or anything. He was just letting his hands rest on my pussy. I waited for him to start moving his fingers. Nothing. Maybe he was afraid to. I knew how to fix that.I took a hold of his hand and moved it up to the top of my. I couldn't believe how much I was enjoying myself. I never realised I was such an exhibitionist. But, eventually, I reached for the curtains and, with a smile at her window, I pulled them closed. I didn't laugh this time, I just had a desperate need to satisfy myself. I ran straight out of my room and across the hall, still only in my panties. I locked the bathroom door and jumped in the shower again. I turned it on, sat on the floor then tore off my dripping wet black lace panties. I put the. Letting them have a little fun is harmless. How far could they go anyways?I considered this as harmless and left my uncle’s hand. He now continued folding my top upwards and exposed my entire belly. Now my soft fair stomach was open for my pervert uncle and grandfather. Grandpa started circling his wrinkly rough hand around my navel.And my uncle too was feeling my bare stomach. Their hands began feeling good to me. I started getting aroused. I asked myself, “Are you really enjoying this, two.