Also, I am not fucking anyone. You remember twenty-four years ago last March? I vowed that I would keep myself only to you, forsaking all others. Oh, ...how stupid of me… Of course, you don’t remember that, because you’re the one fucking anything with a hard-on.”I could tell that I’d cut her with that statement, but she recovered quickly.“Then who’s the fucking slut that you were out with yesterday?”“She’s a friend that’s down on her luck - not a slut - you tramp. She is staying in Lorie’s old. One night, I went out to a club not far from my sister's place. She had begged off coming with me, with an excuse about it being a weekday night, she said, "You're on vacation, so you can sleep in, so why not just go out by yourself?" It sounded like a practical idea at the time. But it was a Big Mistake.I put on a bright red crepe dress, cut short above the knee with a pretty pleated skirt. It was nice and soft and fluid, and d****d beautifully over my breasts and hips. I wore just pantyhose. A moment latter I felt his large strong hands spreading the oil on my back from the base of my spine, beneath the strap that crossed my back then across my shoulders and along the tops of my arms. When his fingers slipped beneath the halter strap and spread the oil up along my neck covering both sides at once I felt my crotch moisten almost wishing his hands would slide along beneath my halter straps to encircle my breasts. Instead his hands, done, merely dropped away. When he began to speak,. Uncle must have given the pills to her, as he had fucked her without condom. I started my computer and checked the recordings of the day, from the cameras. Mom cleaned her room for some time then she had called uncle and asked for the pills. He came after an hour and handed a packet to her, planted a kiss on her cheek and left. Nothing had happened behind me.I waited for their next move but uncle didn't show up for next 4-5 days. Mom too didn't talk about uncle.One evening we were watching TV.