--- "Stay down." --- he said in a low voice, slipping pants off her ass.--- "Yes, uncle." --- she said in a bit frightened voice.He knelt behind her a...nd pulled the pants from under her knees, which made her naked from waist down. He lowered his boxers and applied what looked like a lotion onto his very erect penis. "How considerate of you, uncle, to use lube, while you rape my ass." she thought to herself.--- "Uncle, what are you ..." --- she started to say, and was silenced by a hard slap on. It was almost minty. He beautiful pink lips were wet, and I pulled her head closer to mine.Our lips melted together. It was like magic. The feelings between us were palpable, like the warm sweet smell of hot chocolate on a cold winters day- and just as desired. The sensation of oneness engulfed me, and her. Her heart was beating hard enough to make her shudder a little, a feeling I picked up in my fingertips. It was as if everything was just a little more. Just a little more. Thats the only way. When we were alone in my, ours really, bedroom I asked her “Weren't you nervous about going to the restaurant in a see-through top?” “Yes. But you're always telling me to confront my demons. And besides, Phil wanting me to look sexy in public really made my pussy wet.”When we got to the restaurant mum and Alicia got big grins from the Italian waiters, and a few whistles from younger men sitting at tables around the room. Rather than being embarrassed, as I rather expected, they both seemed to. Brian said something to the effect that he thought Miss Carson was making it all up, a foolish move that ended up with him being grabbed by the ear, dragged to the front of the class and asked to read out the appropriate passage from a dusty old book that turned out to be a 19th century manual for household servants. The rest of us, all busily pursuing a “let’s keep quiet so we don’t get ourselves into trouble” approach, just tried to remember it all.Then came the practical. It was a bizarre.