Who are you?" Ron asked, still concentrating on keeping himselfon his feet."Told you," the slim woman responded. "I am Vije." No, no...I mean, wh...wh...at do you do?"Vije shrugged, smirking. "I do what Vije do." She began to slowly walkaround him, the clack of her heels resounding with every step. "I makepose for pictures...I do film play...I do rubber dress-make...I racecars...I make business talk...I make lots and lots of money..." Shestopped behind him, speaking right at one of the two small. “That was just my virginity, darling.”And the new husband was happy.Some time later the second daughter was due to be married, went to her mother and said “Mom, I’m getting married to Frank tomorrow but I’m not the virgin he thinks I am.”“How many men have you been with” asked the mother.“Only three” said the daughter.“Alright, here’s three elastic bands, just before you get into bed on the wedding night go to the toilet and stick these up, when they go ‘twang’ you tell him it’s just your. My being able to outguess him made lying much easier. Whenever his thoughts took directions I wanted to avoid, I would utter a few bits of information about the familial situation to steer him off-track. He got very annoyed by that. He even suspected me of having some psychiatric training!"Doctor, you keep harping about possible sexual angles being at the root. This may well be the case, in fact I am quite certain of it, but that does not include me. Forget that! If you do not believe me, this. I felt it touch my tongue and closed my lips round it softly. “That’s a good girl, such your Uncle’s dick,” she said softly to me in the dark. And like I had just a few minutes earlier I sucked a man’s cock. This time not my father’s but the man they told me was my Uncle. Up and down I worked the cock stroking it with my lips. Over and over again until I heard him groan loud and pull my head hard down against his groin. This time it was his voice telling me what to do and he said,.