Perhaps it had.Nearly each night my grandmother would leave her bed and her husband to enter our little private world, my room. That initial hand job ...as but an introduction to the lust-filled world that I lived.My young virginal and innocent ways would transform into a young man comfortable and familiar with a woman's body. Yes, even a woman the age of my grandmother.She was certainly no beauty, by any teenage standards at least. With a curly mop of gray hair that matched the hair between her. When we got home she simply went to her room and shut the door which was odd because she never shut her door. After spending some time watching tv I too went up to my room and found a surprise waiting on my bed. It was the video my aunt had made of my girlfriend and I that afternoon a couple of days ago. It was wrapped in a bow and had a note on it which said,“I hope this helps make all your dreams come true, my favorite nephew. Make sure to visit me so I can keep up on helping you every once. Let’s not waste any time and get right into it.Things were sorted between me, mom, and aunt Selena in a way I did not imagine. I was now feeling much better. I didn’t have a hint of fear in me now and was back to being myself again. Mom and I snuck out a few times and kissed and fingered each other whenever we got the chance.I thought, why not try the same with aunt Selena. One day she was cooking in the kitchen. Everyone was busy with some work as the wedding was tomorrow. I snuck in behind. . Daddy has the series and all the movies. A regular feature on Saturday nights. It never got old.)“Alice ... what do you want?”“I want to come in,” she said.“Alice,” I said.“It’s dangerous out here,” she said.“All right ... if you must,” I said.The door opens ... the light comes on ... the door shuts.A squeak from Alice.I am not alone.“Good evening, Alice.” A nice deep baritone.Squeak“Alice ... this is ... What did you say your name is?”“Legion,” he said, followed by, “Pater would have his.