" I love you too, my handsome king."We lay in each other's arms; the crowd still cheered outside.True to his word the king arranged a magnificent wedd...ng ceremony thefollowing Sunday, The whole of Egypt seemed to wait outside the Palaceas the popular king and his pretty wife wed in the huge ceremonychamber of the palace. I was dressed in a virginal white gown, whichclung to all the right places, accentuation my gorgeous body.Three young slave girls dressed me, there were sworn to secrecy. “Oh my God, Kevin! You look wonderful!” she yelled. She looked wonderful too. At forty years old, she was the youngest of my mother’s sisters and probably the only family member that I was still on good terms with. She was perfectly middle aged, rocking the mom jeans and a vee neck shirt that perfectly showed off her c cup cleavage.She had shoulder length blonde hair and the most piercing yet kind blue eyes that I have ever known. She didn’t look much different from when I had seen her last.. I would drop by my grandmothers once in a while and let myself in. She always liked seeing me and I enjoyed seeing her. Especially those 60 year old boobs in those cleavage baring dresses. But she was very straight forward, very strict. So sure, I always thought in the back of my mind what it would be like, but knew it was a disgusting thought and knew it would never happen. My grandmother was dating this guy named Roger who was a nice enough guy but I noticed there were times I'd see them. We hugged each other and got into our trunks and left to join the others. “As we walked toward the lake, Rob told me he liked doing it with me a lot, that he’d like to do it again but that if I didn’t want to, he would accept that. I told him I’d think about it, but that I’d probably do it again.” “Did you? Do it again with him?” I asked, breathless with excitement. “Well, it was that night that I was first with Janet and him. I left that part out, but every time the three of us got together,.