“Yes Mistress,” I nod. “Go out into the garden,” you say with a wicked grin, “entirely naked. Then kneel in the centre of the lawn in your ...presenting position. Wait for me.” I do as you ask. The wind and rain lash at my naked body as soon as I open the back door and make my way out. The ground is muddy and wet beneath my bare feet and the sky is dark and overcast. I settle onto my knees in the lush green grass, looking back to the house. I lean back, my thighs spread so that my stiff erect. But he refused to go outside that day, as he was too embarrassed to be seen by anyone.Frank was mad at his sister, figuring that she was somehow to blame for what had happened to him. He asked her if she had wet the bed that morning. When she admitted that she had, he laughed at her."Then you're still Little Missy Pissy Pants."Karen looked down at Frank and smiled. "You're the one who's little, you can't call me little. I'm bigger than you." Okay, but you're still Missy Pissy Pants, Missy Pissy. Now only 2nd daughter was living with uncle & aunt because she had left studies and was working as a beautician nearby. So often she had to forgo out with her madam because she lived near to house of uncle to do make for marriages of girls. Sometimes it would be far and would not come home for 1 or 2 days.But my story takes place when my cousin had gone to her grandmother’s(mother’s mother) house for a week. Basically the story I am narrating is of me, my uncle & my aunt(Uncle – my mother’s. “I said wait outside.”“You wouldn’t want me to be outside all alone in the dark, would you?” she asked, trying to look all cute and innocent as she batted her eyes at me.“OK,” I answered, “just stay behind the counter.”She nodded and scampered into the kitchen area. My laptop was sitting on the front side of the kitchen divider on a ledge intended for eating lunch or quick snacks.I took my seat on one of the stools and brought up the Skype program. “Say ‘hi’ to your mom for me,” holly said.