.............If she didn't hover Pamela Forbes was there for me. Mostly people wereeither nice to me or just didn't notice me, but there were excepti...ons.The big cowards just made it clear from behind hands that they weremocking me, others made comments I'd "accidently" overhear.Pamela would sometimes chat in a corridor, or drop by at lunch for achat. I didn't make a deal of the cat-calling, it didn't bother me thatmuch. But one time I was having a pee when I heard voices outside, whenI came. He asked me to start in the corner away from him. I got down and pulled down my skirt as i didn't want my arse to show, i saw him in the corner of my eye watching me. I kept scrubbing and before i knew it my skirt had gone right up and my cheeks were showing, and my lacey pants. I heard him fidget a bit so i turned to him and said "is this ok?" he looked at me with deep eyes and i could see his bulge. I didnt expect it and it made me hot. He stood up and walked over to me and asked "do you like. I hoped mum was getting that feeling to, but I wasn’t sure.My father told him that they needed to go and my Grandpa slapped at her cunny as he removed his fingers, and then licked them clean.My parents then went out, and left Grandpa and me alone. My uncle was out for the evening and would be back later. I was hoping I was going to be fast asleep.Grandpa told me to get upstairs and undress ready for my bath, and I rushed up to pour in some bubble bath – I loved playing with the. .. and smelled ... and yes ... tasted like, to say nothing of her ability to look at a recently fucked pussy and recognize the kind of trauma recent fucking does to a pussy. After all, she had one herself, and had engaged in that activity many times.We could have blamed it all on Donna. Getting caught, I mean. We could have said that, when her mother told her to take off her swim suit so she could see the damage, Donna should have begged to take a shower first or something like that. But Donna.