Perhaps it's time I explained.My father bailed on us when I was two or three years old. I don'tremember him at all.Oddly, however, his sister, Stacey..., moved in with Mum shortly after that.She took on Dad's old job and helped to support Mum financially.Despite effectively having two Mums, Mum found me difficult to controlwithout a Dad and when I reached the age of six had introduced "petticoatpunishment" to control my behaviour.Apparently dressing me up as a girl and calling me "Natasha" calmed. I offer you some wine, and you accept. As I reach up to grab a glass from the cupboard, I see your reflection in the window looking at me. Taking me in. It excites me to have your eyes on me, and it makes me feel like there is indeed a type of animal passion inside of you that longs for me. As we sit down to dinner, we talk about everything and anything. Our conversation reaches from the world of education, to love, to politics, and to religion. We surprisingly have similar views on all of the. " The text from Ronny read. I went next door and thru the house to the back yard. Ronny had a new hot tub. It looked great. "Check it out. What do you think?" Ronny said with a big smile. "Get in and try it out." Ronny said. "Well I have to get my suit." I replied. "Nonsense" He said as he stood up showing his naked body. I thought for a minute then decided what the hell. I mean I do sports at school and have to shower with a bunch of guys so what could be wrong with this. I striped down and. Returning to her mouth, I kiss her and immediately her lips open to receive me, our kiss becomes more forceful pushing hard against each other. Sophie is grinding her crotch against my thigh, wiggling herself back and forth on me, I can feel her heat through my leg. Eventually I break this kiss, my conscience gets the better of me, this is my niece, what am I doing? I push her away and stand up to make the coffee. With my back to Sophie, I hear her gasp, I turn round and she is looking down at.