Even my dreams were erotic and I often found myself waking with my hand between my sensitive thighs, moaning as I sought relief from the fires that bu...rned within, never satisfied with release, my heightened state of lust only abating as exhaustion swept me back into the dreamlands of desire. Isshu, stood within the crevice that served as an entryway into his underground kingdom of two, the moonlight shimmering upon his black blue flesh, his tentacled limbs coiling around my waist and thighs. Well why I said to aunt Mary. She said well I would like to see you and I know you dress as Paula an seen pictures of you so please come over. I said to her maybe well she said me and your mom talked alot about stuff. I said maybe later and hung up.I went in took long bubble bath and redid my make up and stuff.I said to myself ok she wants to see me so I put on my black corset and lace bra,thong tan thigh hi stockings and hook the gartor straps to them. I put on my new leather purple mini. What was one more thing if it will only make him feel better? Not pressed by the need to do something he could not rationalize.It was already too late to repent, and too early of a ten years old child to listen for reason rather than an impulse."Gurglegurglegurgle!"Before he even got to clench his hands with a grip of the Brown Digger's fur and climb it, the two were startled by Zax's stomach growling sounds. Zax fell to his bottom, the small bit for energy that he was about to extract could. "I'm not really sure. Why do you ask?" She was studying me. "Hold the bottle like this..." She had me hold it with my wrist slightly bent. "Use your wrist more instead of your whole arm." Then she took my other hand and folded back the three smaller fingers. The other fingers she placed near my throat, wrist bent. Then she showed me how to cross my legs, girl-like. "Now...don't look straight ahead," she said. "Look demure. Shy." I thought I was doing that already. But I tried. "Nice. Now part.