The teenager's aunt awoke with the first light of morning. She put on a robe and went to the bathroom. After pissing, she turned on the water in the bathtub. She brushed her teeth while waiting for the tub to fill, then slipped off her robe and flannel nightgown and eased into the warm, bubbly bath.
Frequent leisurely bathing was one of the few sensuous pleasures that Maude permitted herself. She loved to lie back and writhe gently, letting her full tits bob in the lapping water, after which she would sit up and hold the satiny globes in her hands while she soaped them slowly. She would pluck at her large, sensitive nipples until they stuck out. After, she had rinsed herself off, she would sometimes lift her voluptuous tits and bend her head forward so that she could lick and suck at her nipples.
This was harmless fun, she believed, and it gave her a slight taste of the carnal delight which she otherwise had denied herself by refusing to ever have sex relations with anyone, male or female.
But when she got up onto her knees in the water and soaped herself between her legs, she steadfastly refused to toy with the slippery lips of her cunt or the nub, of her clitoris, even though the latter frequently grew firm as a result of its contact with the tepid water. Such conduct would definitely have been sinful in Maude' s view, and sin in all its forms was to be avoided at all cost. She had built her, sense of self-esteem and security, on her ability to observe that rule.
After giving herself a final rinse, she rose from the tub and dried herself on a large, fluffy towel. She released her hair from the bathing cap she had worn to keep her hair out of the water, and the black strands tumbled down around her shoulders.
Though she wasn't aware of it, her mature loveliness created an erotically attractive picture as she stood there with her luxuriant hair hanging down, her body aglow from the vigorous toweling it had received, her nipples projecting stiffly from the crests of her milk-white tits, and her ass and thighs invitingly rounded. She quickly put on-her robe without taking so much as a glance in the mirror, and returned to her bedroom, carrying her plain nightgown.
She slipped off her robe and got dressed in a brisk, businesslike fashion. Standing in front of her dresser mirror, she deftly wound her long hair into a knot, that being the only way she ever wore it. Since she didn't even use a touch of makeup, the only task which remained was for her to put on her hearing aid.
She glanced at the old-fashioned alarm clock on the bedside table and noted that the time was six-forty. The children should soon be getting ready for school. She left her room and stepped down the hail to Kathy's door. It was closed. She rapped briskly, waited, and received no response. Setting her lips firmly, she decided to do her duty and awaken her niece without further delay.
The spinster opened the door and stepped into Kathy's room.
The sight which met Maude's gaze caused her to blink unbelievingly. Kathy and Billy lay on the bed, both nude, and one of her legs was wrapped around her brother's waist. It was abundantly clear, even to a woman with Maude's lack of experience, that their bodies were sexually linked.
Horror welled up in her prudish mind. Her cheeks turned red and she began to tremble.
"Kathy!" she screamed. "Billy! Your awful teenagers!"
Kathy awakened first. She stared up at her aunt and didn't move. Then Billy opened his eyes. An instant later he went into action, pulling back and out of his sister's cunt.
As he rolled off the bed and stood up, Maude stared at his erect cock, which was moist from the juices, which he and Kathy had generated during the night. The head of his cock gleamed large and red. This was the first erect cock Maude had ever seen.
She felt as if she were about to faint. But she bravely fought off the urge and screamed her contempt for the teen. "You dirty, filthy boy! You're a disgrace to your mother! I'm going to report you to the police!"
"No, Aunt Maude!" Kathy cried as she suddenly sat up. "Please don't do that! We've never done anything like this before. We're sorry!"
"Sorry!" Maude screamed. "You've committed one of the worst sins in creation, and all you can say is you're sorry? You're going to answer for this, both of you! I'm going to see that you're both put in a home for the depraved!
Kathy began to cry miserably.
Billy's cock had wilted. He stood in front of his aunt, shaking with fright and shame. But he felt that he had to say something.
"We'll never do it again, Aunt Maude. Please don't make a fuss about it."
"Shut up, you monster!" she told him, and swung her arm, slapping him hard across the cheek.
The youth cringed as a searing pain went through him. Then suddenly he underwent a change. His humiliation and hurt gave rise to a defensive response. He reacted blindly in defense of his new manhood and in defense of Kathy, also. This old witch wasn't going to ruin their lives if he had anything to say about it.
He lunged at her. She gasped and Kathy screamed as he gripped the woman by the arms and swung her around. Her back was to the bed, and he gave a push, tumbling her across the mattress. Kathy scooted out of the way just in time.
"Oh, Billy, don't do it!" she cried, fearing that he intended to kill Maude.
The teenager paid no attention. He leaped onto the bed and beside Maude, who was trying desperately to sit up. The earpiece of her hearing aid had been knocked off and was dangling by the wire that extended under the neckline of her dress.
Billy pushed her back against the mattress. Were it not for the experience he'd had last night with his sister, he might indeed have attacked the woman with his fists. But his newly found knowledge told him there was a better way to deal with her.
He grasped her long skirt and tugged it upward. Maude's fear for her life suddenly changed to a fear of another kind which was even more intense. Death she could face up to-everyone had to die sooner or later-but the loss of her precious chastity was something she had hoped always to avoid. Now her chastity seemed threatened-by her very own nephew!
The middle-aged spinster fought like a tigress as Billy pulled her skirt and slip high. Her fine legs, which were remarkably smooth and firm for a woman of her age, were exposed above the tops of her stockings, where her garter straps traveled upward along her full thighs. As Billy drew her skirt and slip even higher, her garter straps disappeared under white, tailored briefs. These opaque panties clung to the warm curves of her hips and the gentle curve of her belly.
Billy had some quick glimpses of these enticing sights as he struggled with the woman in an effort to control her flailing arms. As a result, he quickly regained the hard-on, which he had had for most of the night.
"Help me with this witch!" he yelled to his sister, who had been standing near the bed, watching in horror.
"No!" she cried. "You've got to stop it, Billy!"
"Are you crazy?" he said, exerting himself to the maximum in order to hold his desperately struggling aunt against the mattress. ''She said she was… going to… report us to the police. We can't let her… do that."
"But this is going to make it worse," Kathy argued.
"Quit bitching and do what I say. Have you got some stockings or pantyhose that we can use to tie her up with?"
"Ooh, Billy!" the teenage girl wailed.
"I mean it,'' he insisted. "Get 'em!"
Kathy was afraid to do what Billy had in mind, but she was even more reluctant to go against him at this critical moment. Now that her mother had remarried, Billy was the only person in the world she felt close to, especially after last night. She decided she would have to do as he said.
She hurried to her drew and grabbed a handful of pantyhose and stockings while Billy continued to restrain Maude. The woman huffed and puffed as she tried to struggle free, her face red and her mind ablaze with fear and humiliation.
Kathy brought the stockings and pantyhose back to the bed.
"Tie the old babe's arms to the bedposts," Billy ordered. "Make 'em tight-but not so tight that they hurt her."
"We're going to get into awful trouble for this," Kathy warned.
"I know… what I'm doing," he panted, still struggling with his aunt. "Just hurry up, will you? She's strong as a fucking grizzly bear!"
Kathy quickly separated a pair of pantyhose from the others and twisted it into a rope, which she looped around a bedpost and around Maude's wrist. She avoided looking into her aunt's eyes as she did it. She tied the nylon rope as tightly as she dared. She hurried to the other side of the bed aid tied Maude's other arm in the same fashion to the other bedpost.
Billy backed up and concentrated on holding her legs, which she had been kicking wildly. Since holding involved touching, and since he was now free to look at his aunt's legs and bare upper thighs to his heart's content, the boy experienced a new surge of lust. This feeling was heightened by the fact that he had this woman completely under his control. He could do anything to her.
Maude was as keenly aware of this as was Billy. She had only to look at his shockingly upthrust cock and at the determined glint in his hot, young eyes to know he intended to do something unspeakable. Furthermore, she had no hope of breaking loose from the nylon bonds about her wrists. All that was left for her was to scream her head off and hope someone outside would hear and come to her aid.
She began to scream and howl at an ear-splitting pitch, and Billy had to interrupt his tactile and visual admiration of her legs in order to stop the deafening sound, He did something he had once seen on television. He grabbed a couple of Kathy's stockings, wadded them into a ball, and stuffed them into his aunt's gaping mouth. This choked her cries to a muffled rumble, which couldn't be heard outside the house.
Maude resumed thrashing her legs and bouncing her curvy ass up and down on the mattress. Billy had to fight in order to bring her legs under control, but he succeeded in doing so. He held them far apart and stared at the swelling symmetry of her white thighs above her stockings. In their middle-aged maturity, her thighs were much fuller than Kathy's. There was something about that fullness that was powerfully appealing to the teen.
He also stared at the narrow portion of her panties which passed between her legs, and he was overwhelmed by an urge to uncover the features that were hidden by that crotchband.
"I'm gonna take her pants off," he said to Kathy.
"Ooh, no!" the girl cried, shocked.
Maude screamed into her gag, but she might as well have been whispering for all the good it did her. This frustration increased her terrible fear and humiliation. She knew, moreover, that her degradation was going to become even worse, and she couldn't imagine how she would be able to stand it.
As Billy rubbed his hands up and down her legs, back and forth across the tops of her tightly gartered stockings, his cock stuck up, high and hard. Its head gleamed with the lubricant, which had washed over it.
Kathy stared at her brother's fascinating cock, seeing it much more clearly than she had in the darkness last night and she felt a strong new surge of desire.
But Billy's interest, at the moment, was completely concentrated on the older woman who was spread out in front of him. Her dress and slip were wound around her waist, her hips were bobbing, and her legs were flexing in her nephew's firm grasp. He slid his hands up across her hips and leaned against her legs to hold them in place while he got a firm grip on the band that encircled the top of her panties. He stretched the band and began to draw his aunt's panties downward.
As forty-year-old Maude felt her panties being pulled off by the eager, hard-cocked teen, the shame and horror of it nearly caused her to pass out. She was forced to stop struggling because her muscles failed her. All she could do was stare up at her nephew with glazed eyes, her face flushed by her exertions;
Billy wasn't looking at her face however. As he turned her plain white panties inside out, peeling them away from her belly and ass, he stared at the thick dark hair that gushed up from between her legs. He was impressed by its length and fullness, compared to his sister's downy fluff.
He lifted his Aunt Maude's legs in the air as he pulled the panties off her. Then he tossed the garment aside and pushed her stockinged legs apart. She suffered from intense mortification as she watched her young nephew staring at her cunt.
The plush lips, which were just faintly visible through the tangle of dark hairs, were considerably larger and darker than Kathy's.
"Here!" he said to his sister. "Hold one of her legs."
"Billy, I don't want to!" the teen girl replied.
"Don't chicken out on me now," he said. "Hold it!" He indicated the leg closest to Kathy.
Kathy obeyed. She seemed to have no will of her own.
As she held one of Aunt Maude's legs against the mattress, Billy leaned against the other to keep it in place. This left both his hands free to explore his aunt's mature cunt.
Maude shivered with revulsion as the teen raked his fingertips through her hairy thicket. Her loathing increased as he brushed the black tendrils away from her soft slit, which remained closed despite the open position of her legs. Billy enjoyed the softness of her cuntal flesh as he pressed his thumbs against it.
Now he dug the tips of his thumbs between the cuntlips and gently pried them apart, watching closely as his auntie's cunt opened up. It was very rosy inside, and a subtle scent drifted up from the intimate cavern. His rigid cock gave a twitch, and another drop of clear lubricant oozed out of the hole at the tip.
Kathy was also studying the older woman's cunt. She wondered if hers would ever look as hairy and ripe as that.
"I dare you to kiss it," she told Billy, her voice strangely tense.
"Shit, I wouldn't do that!" he said.
"Mr. Simpson did it to Mother. You should have seen how he dug it!"
"He can eat cunt if he wants to," Billy said haughtily. "I don't believe in it."
"But it's all right for me to eat cock, I guess," Kathy said with a tinge of bitterness.
"That's different."
"Sure, 'cause it's your cock."
"Let's not bitch at each other," he said, and added abruptly, "I'm gonna fuck Aunt Maude."
The older woman's mind was whirling on the edge of oblivion. What was happening to her was almost too terrible for her to consciously accept. Even without her hearing aid, she had figured out the boy's intentions, and this had sent a new shudder of revulsion rolling through her.
She wished she could pass out. Better yet, she wished she could wake up and discover that this was just a bad dream. She'd had erotic dreams on occasion, in which she had been mauled and degraded by faceless men. But this was her own little nephew who was doing it, and her niece was helping. That made it all the more monstrous.
"Do you suppose she's a virgin?" Kathy asked. She had become so fascinated with the thought of Billy fucking their aunt that she had given up arguing about it.
"How do I know?" the teen replied as he continued to wiggle and stare at his aunt's soft, rosy cunt.
"Can't you tell by feeling inside her?" Kathy asked.
"I'm not going to stick my fingers up there," he said. "Just my cock."
Maude closed her eyes and felt her sanity waver. It was as if she were gripping a small free in a gale and the wind was threatening at any moment to uproot the slender tree, thereby sweeping her to her doom.
Billy scrambled forward between her gartered thighs. He gripped his cock and nosed it down into the softness of her cunt.
The touch of his rigid prick sent a new wave of revulsion coursing through her. Her consciousness wavered more precariously.
As Billy pushed, and real pain exploded like a fireball in her loins, she finally lost consciousness. She didn't feel the brutal thrust of Billy's iron-hard cock into her virgin cunt.
She awoke a short time later to feel his cock stroking up and down in her narrow channel-driving deeply into her, withdrawing and driving in again. Maude's eyes popped open and she stared up at her teen nephew. He was propped on his arms, gazing down at her face with an expression compounded of viciousness, pride and childish wonder.
"How do you like that, Auntie?" he demanded huskily. "How do you like getting fucked?"
"Uuuh…unnnngh… ghaaa…" she mumbled into her gag. But this time she hadn't meant to articulate words. She didn't know what to say or even what to think at this point.
The sensations of his rigid cock pumping in and out of her cunt was peculiar. She wasn't as revolted as she had believed she would be. Instead, her mind was swamped by the utter strangeness and wildness of the act.
Gradually she became aware of another response. As difficult as this was for her to believe, she actually began to experience pleasure. The sensation of being rammed and penetrated satisfied some deep, emotional need she possessed, and the friction caused by the stroking of Billy's super rigid prick across the erect tip of her clit was sensuously delightful.
Soon she was no longer offended by the act, or even by the fact it was her own teen nephew whose cock was sawing in and out, up and down her cunt. She looked up at his strong boyish face and loved it. She started to pump her hips urgently against the youth's fucking thrusts.
Watching this from the side, Kathy became tremendously turned on. She wanted Billy, but this obviously was impossible at the moment, because her brother was fully occupied with their aunt. So what could she do? She could at least get close to Billy and caress him while he fucked Aunt Maude.
The teen girl moved around behind him and pressed her cheek lovingly against his back. She allowed her hand to glide down to his bobbing rump and caress his hard white asscheeks. Gradually she slid her face lower until it was on his ass, and she began to kiss her brother's asscheeks.
She became fascinated by the sight of his nearly hairless balls, dangling and quivering at the base of his cock as he stroked that lovely rod in and out, in and out of Aunt Maude's hair-fringed cunt. Kathy cupped her brother's bobbing nuts in the hollow of her hand and fondled them. Soon she began to cares the root of his cock as well.
Moments later, she bowed her head and began licking frantically at his balls and at the base of his cock, while the big shaft pumped in and out of Maude's hot cunt. As she did this, Kathy rubbed her own tingling cut and quickly rose to a climax. But it wasn't nearly as good as the ones she had had last night when Billy was in her.
Billy drove his hard cock into Maude at increasing speed, and the older woman pumped excitedly with him, her eyes glazed and staring. She made rattling, growling noises in her throat. Suddenly Billy took pity on her and pulled the soggy gag out of her mouth as he continued to pump.
"Aaaah… oooooh… uuuuunh!" Maude moaned, thrusting upward, and shaking from head to toe as she experienced the first orgasm of her life. The muscles of her cunt, unused for forty years, hadn't become unusable. They proved this by convulsing spastically around her nephew's stroking cock.
This sudden grabbing of his cock caused Billy to gasp and press his cockhead deep into the woman's heaving, quivering belly. He went off, spurting his hot cunt inside his Aunt Maude's cunt.
After a few moments, he pushed himself backward and scrambled free. Maude was quiet, still staring up at the ceiling. He looked at her wet cunt, which was closing slowly. The black hairs, which grew close to the crack, were plastered moistly against the puffy, brown flesh of her large cuntlips. Billy noticed a few flecks of blood around her cunt, and there was a trace of it behind the head of his cock.
Maude was having difficulty believing what had happened. Even more stupefying was her reaction to her nephew's rape. Despite her moral revulsion to the act, she had found it the most pleasurable thing that had ever happened to her.
But now that the pleasure had passed, her moral sense reasserted itself, and a new wave of horror swept through her.
"You filthy, evil boy!" she exclaimed, hate filling her eyes. "Untie me!" She jerked at the bonds that restrained her arms.
"Not yet," Billy said.
"What? What?" With her hearing aid off, she couldn't make out his words.
"Help me pull her dress up under her arms," Billy told his sister. "I want to play with her tits."
"Billy, we've done enough!" the teen girl cried, fear taking hold of her again.
"She needs some more," Billy said. "To calm her down." His natural male instincts told him this was the only way to treat her.
As he began to tug and twist her rumpled dress and slip it higher on her body, Kathy pitched in and helped.
Maude writhed and kicked, but to no avail. She shouted abuse at the children, but strangely, she didn't scream. They didn't talk back to her, realizing it would be useless since she wasn't wearing her hearing aid. Anyway, there was nothing they could say.
Billy and Kathy uncovered the full cups of Maude's plain, white bra and tucked her dress and slip under her armpits.
"Can you get the bra off?" Billy asked his sister. "Turn her on her side a little and I'll see," Kathy replied.
Billy tugged at his aunt's torso, drawing a howl from her as one of her arms pulled tighter against its bond. But succeeded in twisting one side of her body off the mattress, enabling Kathy to reach under her back and unhook the bra. Billy let his aunt flop back against the mattress, and the two teenagers cooperated in pulling her bra cups off her tits.
"Shit!" Billy exclaimed. "She's got big ones!" "They make her look like a cow," Kathy observed critically.
But in typical male fashion, Billy approved of Maude's big tits. He bowed his head between her plump, satiny pillows and began to kiss and lick, wobbling his aunt's large, cushiony boobs.
Maude continued to huff and kick and mutter, but the sensuous pleasure of the young man's lovemaking soon got through to her again. By the time his tongue had climbed the inner slope of a full, quivering tit and had begun to lash at a rosy nipple, his aunt was making softer, more satisfied sounds.
It fascinated Billy to watch and feel her nipple grow, firming and filling out as it stretched upward. He caught the rubbery nubbin between his lips and sucked on it. His hand came to rest on her other tit. He shook that soft globe and felt its nipple rise against his palm. He grasped the stem between his thumb and forefinger, rolling and tugging at it while he continued to suck her other tit.
Kathy was observing her brother's actions. But as her gaze slid down his body, she noticed his cock was erect again, and this interested and attracted her far more than what Billy was doing to their aunt.
Kathy hunkered down to her brother's loins, grasped the base of his cock, and directed its slime-covered, head to her mouth. She sucked his cock hungrily, tasting and drinking down the flavor of her aunt's cunt along with her brother's natural tang.
This aroused Billy to such a degree that he began to pinch and bit at the stems of his aunt's nipples. Maude moaned and writhed harder, bouncing her big tits against her nephew's face.
Suddenly Billy straightened up and leaped astride his helpless aunt, intent upon acting out something he had once heard about and which appealed to him tremendously. Sitting on his Aunt Maude's middle, he pressed his rigid cock into the valley of her boobs, then grasped as much of the soft, squeezable masses in his hands as he could hold and began to work the pliant flesh up and down on both sides of his cock.
Maude just stared up at him. Kathy, who crouched beside him, also stared. After a short period of watching Billy fuck his aunt's tits with gusto, Kathy lowered her head and got into the act. Her wet, pink tongue struck at the head of her brother's cock each time the rosy bulb burst into view from between Aunt Maude's white, quivering tits.
Watching Maude's stiff nipples bob and twist as Billy manipulated her tits fascinated Kathy, and the young girl transferred her mouth momentarily from her brother's cock to one of her aunt's turgid nipples. Kathy clamped her soft, moist mouth around the nubbin and sucked, finding this experience surprisingly pleasurable.
But her pleasure was pale in comparison to Aunt Maude's response. Having Kathy's sweet young mouth on her nipple was, like the pleasure she had derived from Billy's sucking, much better than sucking the nipples herself.
Billy was thinking about something else by this time. He had been watching his aunt's pale-pink lips twisting passionately, and he had been measuring the distance between her mouth and the head of his surging prick as he pumped the column forward and back between her tits. Finally he decided to sink his throbbing cock into her mouth, and he pushed Kathy aside so he could release his aunt's tits and move forward.
As the older woman stared up at him, her eyes wild, he poised himself above her face, supporting himself on the head of the bed. He lowered his body slightly, and his young balk brushed Aunt Maude' s nose.
The scent of them fired Maude. When he tilted his cock down and swabbed the wet head across her cheek and beneath her nostrils, she nearly swooned. This was unspeakably filthy, and yet, God help her, she loved it!
By the time the teen poked his hard cock at her mouth, she was ready to open her lips wide. She eagerly took his prick inside. Billy growled with delight as he ground his cockhead deep into her mouth. When she started to gag, he withdrew his cock a little. She clamped her lips and teeth around the column and lapped with her wet, soft tongue against the underside of the head.
Watching her hotly, and reveling at the sweet thrills that were traveling through his body, Billy began to move his hips gently, fucking his cock in and out of his aunt's sucking mouth.
Kathy watched this and thought about how she bad just enjoyed sucking her aunt's' nipples. Deciding to try something even more daring, she threw herself between Aunt Maude's heated legs and brought her mouth up to the woman's wet, hair-covered cunt. She opened her aunt's pussy with her thumbs and gazed at the slick, rosy meat inside. Globs of thick cream-some of Maude's and some of Billy's-dribbled along the intimate folds. Her aunt's inner cunt mouth was still partially open, and her clit was stiffly extended.
The teen girl took a whiff of the strong sexual scent, then jammed her face into the pudding of wet, warm flesh. She sucked, licked, and nibbled, and her brain spun around from the smell, taste and texture of her aunt's cunt. Kathy slid her hand to her own loins and diddled her pussy as she ate Aunt Maude's big, wet, hairy cunt.
The action between her thighs drove the older woman wild, and she sucked even more voraciously on her nephew's cock. She bit the hot, tubular shaft and chomped on the spongy head. Billy's eyes rolled back in their sockets as his pleasure soared uncontrollably. He couldn't stop the flood of cum which bubbled up from his balls and shot out through the quivering length of his cock. The thick jism splashed into Aunt Maude's throat.
She gurgled and moaned as the slimy substance slid down to her stomach. She gulped and sucked harder on her nephew's spurting cock.
Billy held his twitching prick in her mouth until he had expelled all his lust, then backed up slowly and dragged his wet, well-sucked cock down across his aunt's chin.
Maude had come in the midst of Billy's explosion, while Kathy licked her clit, and by this time she felt so thoroughly relaxed she couldn't make a sound.
Looking at her closed eyes and motionless body, Billy's first thought was that he might have killed her with his ejaculation into her throat. But then he realized such a thing couldn't have happened. Even if his cum were poisonous, it couldn't have taken effect that fast. He decided she must have passed out from the shock of what had happened.
He got off the bed and looked at Kathy, who was sitting up by now. Her mouth and chin were wet from the moisture of her aunt's cunt, but she too was satisfied, partially due to the manipulations of her own fingers and partially to the sheer, wicked thrill of burying her face in a woman's streaming cunt.
"Wh-what are we going to do now?" she asked her brother nervously.
Billy didn't know. Guilt was beginning to settle over him like a suffocating blanket. And he was afraid. The instinct, which had told him how to handle his prudish aunt a while ago, had now deserted him completely, and his only thought was to run. He turned and hurried from the room.
Kathy stared after him, then glanced back at her aunt, whose eyelids were beginning to flutter. The teen girl realized that she would have to face the music alone, and it suddenly occurred to her how to do that in order to protect both herself and Billy.
She quickly untied her aunt's wrists. The older woman blinked at her, then slowly lowered her arms. She flexed them several times.
"Auntie?" Kathy said, "Can you hear me?"
The woman just stared up at her.
Kathy rummaged in her aunt's rumpled clothing until she found the cord of the hearing aid. She traced it to the earpiece, which was hanging over the edge of the bed, and handed this to Aunt Maude. Slowly the older woman fitted the instrument into her ear.
"Auntie…" Kathy said again. "I want you to listen to me.
The woman continued to stare at her in silence, here eyes wide as saucers.
"If you make any trouble for Billy or me, or if you tell Mom what happened this morning-any of it-Billy and I will say you went after Billy and made him fuck you. Mom and the police will believe us if we both tell the, same story. And we will!"
Her aunt said nothing.
"Do you understand?" Kathy asked sharply.
Maude slowly nodded.
"Now you'd better get dressed and go back to your own room," Kathy said as she backed off the bed. "I've got to get ready for school."
After the older woman had gone, Kathy congratulated herself on her coolness. She thought also what a lovely, lovely time she had had-both last night and this morning.
Sex, she had discovered, was the neatest thing in the world .