"As Sandy went to another room to check on the baby, I locked all the doors and pulled the curtains so no one could see in, especially the back door w...here a few minutes ago I had been standing. Sandy returned to the room, standing in front of the sofa as she pulled the satin robe from her body and carelessly dropped it to the floor next to her black panties leaving her clad only in her flimsy bra which was certainly unneeded to hold up her firm young breast.She sat down on the sofa and watched. The magazine belonged to uncle Joe, and I suspect it was left for my convenience, as were the packet of condoms. Uncle Joe knew it was my job to clean the room, so leaving these sexual objects for me to clean up, was bound to trigger my curiosity, after all I was but a stripling of a girl, but Uncle Joe's fascination with girls bums, put mine in that frame, and I suspected he wanted it, the fact that a tube of lube lay beside my photo, I was intrigued.We all went out to Pizza Hut one night,. Her face buried in my chest, she started sobbing.“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” she almost chanted, “I can’t do it. I’m not strong enough!”“What are you talking about?” I stroked her hair and led her inside, closing the door behind us.“I can’t leave without seeing you again. I can’t. You are my safe place Eric. I can’t leave without being with you one last time,” she explained through her tears. My mind was torn and scattered.“Shhh! Shhh! It’s OK. It’s OK,” I tried to sooth her. I guided. The next morning after breakfast Shirl and I were sat in the lounge when Shirl said "you and James were at it very much last night weren't you," I said what" and then Shirl told me that they could hear most of what was going on, she also mentioned that Peter had made a comment like he wished he was there.I said omg I didn't think about us or rather me making so much noise, Shirl again said about what Peter had mentioned but this timewith a little smile, said she wouldn't have minded being there.