" How?" I stammered out. "Why?" The two girls exchanged a worried glance."Come on, dude," the girl - Lianne - laughed, "how else am I going towake you... up?" Duh." added my sister."Oh my god." I fell backwards onto the pillow. My brain was still addledwith sleep and my neurons were misfiring in every direction, but the coldshower of post-coital sobriety sent my mind spinning. This was the book.It had to be. What the hell had I written this time? I put my hands overmy face. "Why does this keep. At least not in good light.So we started. I loved it. I have good boobs and being a jock you can bounce a quarter off my tummy or my bare ass and I'm reasonably pretty so we figured nude photos of me might sell. At first he offered me pasties for my boobs and tape for my pussy and there was a robe handy if I wanted to cover up in between so he could bring the shots up on his laptop to show me. I eschewed the pasties and robe but I did tape my pussy early on so I wasn't actually naked. Later I. But all good things had to get caught. So did I, when one of the times I was peeping into their room, uncle looked up and saw me through the window. I ran back hastily into my room. But still, uncle found me next day and gave me lecture about keeping privacy. I really felt bad. While I expected the chiding, I was secretly fantasizing that uncle would be turned on by this and try to seduce me. But one good thing uncle did for me without saying is that he never seems to have told Aunty about my. We were doing more outrageous things in the office I was masturbating him at his desk while he was stroking my panties into my soaking wet pussy, it was just so horny. Ron was being particularly naughty with me in the office my panties were pulled to one side and he was stroking me so gently it was driving me mad, when we were interrupted by a phone call to say I was frustrated and left hanging was an understatement. I left work in a filthy temper determined that someone was going to suffer for.