"Oh – I guess we're a little closer here than I intended," Moira said softly to me. "This single bed is pretty tight for two. I haven't shared a bed... this small since the one in my college dormitory, sophomore year." Moira's voice was still husky from sleep, but it was a comfortable voice, rich and low. She scooted back away from me, and withdrew her arm."I guess I should get up. It looks like you're feeling better this morning," said Moira as she made to rise. I laid my hand on her shoulder,. At one point in time the New York Water Authoritywould have staffed 1200 employees, but as matri36 gradually snaked itsway in secret through the facility over the past two months and most ofthe men were mysteriously disappearing or dying, the Reservoir wasnearly shut down. The place would have been quarantined by the CDC ifnot a certain doctor had declared it safe--but only acceptable forfemales to work there as they were unaffected by whatever fungalairborne pathogen the doctor said existed. .. Were he ever to part from me I would await his return by the roadside for the rest of my life!”Kate’s blunt but familiar insinuation struck Bess hard. The sadness she felt for herself was eclipsed by a new sadness for Kate. Bess had lost only one love and had grieved on him for years. Kate had lost so many she could not count them all and had grieved on them for centuries. And now she was facing it all over again.“My apologies, but I carry a great lethargy, young Bess,” continued Kate,. I openly looked at the small patch of white panties I could see between her legs. I even lowered my head to table level to look in between her legs at her crotch."Aunt Cathleen, you told me to tell you when I was ready again, well..." I pointed down.She giggled when she looked at my shorts and saw my dick was already looking like a tent pole under my shorts. She grabbed my hand and led me towards the bedroom. I was a little nervous, my Aunt Cathleen was acting very differently then she did when.