Once, one of her distant uncle was trying to teach her to ride a motorcycle. It was totally non-sexual at the beginning, she was hardly 20 and he was ...n this late 30s or early 40s. My gf was steering the bike and the uncle was helping her by keeping his big arms above hers during turns and speed breakers to keep the handlebar stable. After few bumps and jerks, my gf felt something hard poking on her butt.At first she didn’t understand but soon she realized that I was her uncle’s dick. She felt. I guessed we'd have to sort out the sleeping arrangements once Matt arrived. For my eighteenth birthday, Mom planned to take me to the movies and to the mall so I could go on a five hundred dollar shopping spree. Since I can remember, I never really had too many friends, so I relished the time spent with family. I counted down the days until finally July 6th was here. I woke up bright and early. The sun still hadn't risen, but I was up and ready for my big day. My day got off to a great start.. I kept making mistakes."Honey, it's ok. You will learn with practice, ok?"Practice!When I was finished, she showed me how to wave and dry my nails.Yikes.Then my mom took one of my legs, pulled off my tennis shoe and put myfoot up on the table. There she started to do my toenails with a brightred color!"MOM!" Oh, just relax sweetie. No one sees your toes anyway, besides, you willlove knowing you have painted toenails!"I looked down and with a few minutes all of my toenails were shinning. “It is best that you call me Bess since that is how people around here know me. My given name has long since been forgotten, as was that of my daughter and granddaughter. At least until last fall. Becky had no idea what fell into her lap when her father died. She is his first child and his heir to take the reins at the time of his death. My daughter died shortly after Becky’s birth. Her father knew what they expected of him, so he sent her to me to raise while he continued with a new wife. Some.