With that, I slipped my dressing gown open, exposing my massive bulging cock for her to see and started stroking it, not saying anything. I did have t...o be rather careful here, as my wife was asl**p in the bedroom and could potentially have walked in at any moment, which would have brought my life at an abrupt end. I was however, so horny and obsessed with my beautiful young niece, that I had to take the chance. By now I had slipped my hand down her nightdress and was fondling her gorgeously. .. somebody, who clapped a hand over my mouth and pulled me deeper into the closet, letting the door swing shut.Beth had just managed to get the bedspread pulled over her naked body when her aunt’s head poked in through the door.“Beth? Honey? Are you in here?”“Hi Aunt Sophie. I was just taking a nap. I wasn’t feeling too well.” Beth tried to sound sick.“Oh, that’s too bad dear. Where’s your mother? We’re supposed to do some canning today.”“I don’t know Aunt Sophie. Wasn’t she downstairs?”. I wish to hell I had a body like yours. Or a dress sense like yours.”I was flustered, partly because my best friend was showering me with envy-spangled praise, but mainly because I feared she might be right about Olga Fyodorovna and the FDT. Helen was educated, smart and observant. (She was also, alas, a frump.) Were Olga Fyodorovna and the FDT really focussing on me as well as the upgrades who were closest to the ideal of beauty? If so, why? “You can’t know what their motives are, Helen. You. .." Ma'am, I don't mean about the police woman. I was asking about your other injury." Of course, how silly of me. He grabbed my purse and his elbow struck me." I see. Where did he strike you?" Here, right on the side of my left breast." Miss Peterson moved her body around and pointed. "I must say I was surprised but it didn't really hurt all that much. I guess that's the other reason I didn't say anything." You say the other reason. Was there another?" Most certainly, Sergeant. I'm defiantly.