?"I nodded "yes." Beth grabbed my sheets, "let me see," and with that tugged them down to look at my pussy and fingers as they gently stroked. She win...ed at me, "you dirty slut."I gasped, "yes I am, I'm a dirty slut and I need cock."She grew serious and grabbed my arm. "look stop for a minute, this is important. I spoke to Dave last night, and he is ok with this. He is coming round soon. Mum knows and she knows we will all do something."I nodded again, "yes," I said. My fingers started back. At one time I eatmy shit almost every other day. Then when I got older I soon found out that itwas not the thing to be done. I tried it once with a boy friend, he freakedout, and told everyone, it was so embarrassing I had to move, jobs, then I gotmarried and the rest of the story you know.?So after your Devoice you started again??Yes, I was on my own and totally hurt, so that?s when Isat down and wrote down what I liked to do and what I wonted in a man. Ihonestly thought I would never find. Can I come home with you?”“Bambi. Seriously ... I haven’t truly decided. Last night was the first time I had slept with anyone since my divorce over ten years ago. It felt as wonderful as I remember. Warm skin against warm skin has got to be the best feeling in the world.”“Really?”“Well for me.”“What about sex?”“What about it? I haven’t had sex since I got divorced.”“Not even a blow job after a date?”“Not even a date.”“Lew wasn’t kidding?”“If he told you that I have had no contact with any. This would be an act of ripping through her hymen causing her some pain and to bleed a bit out of her vagina. This is how a male impregnates a female.Daphne let out a breath as she replied to my question, “Uncle Jack, I have known you all my life and even though you are not my biological father I have always looked at you as my father figure because you have done so much for me that a father would do. I have no memory of my biological father. You stepped up and did for me what a father would.