I tried to be very care that neither Karen nor Bud saw me ogling the youngster. (I would like to justify what happened next by saying that the couch was bumpy and uncomfortable, but the truth is that as soon as I laid down I think that I knew where I was heading.)
Lying there my mind continuously pictured different parts of Jenny’s body. Unfortunately, by concentrating on talking with her, I slowly began to become more aware of what had actually taken place and at what point we were now at. However, whenever I was left alone with Jenny or my sister and her husband weren’t paying attention, I couldn’t help myself. (I would like to justify what happened next by saying that the couch was bumpy and uncomfortable, but the truth is that as soon as I laid down I think that I knew where I was heading.)
Lying there my mind continuously pictured different parts of Jenny’s body. I felt that Jenny also wanted this. Again I felt a rise in my shorts. I’ve lived over 50 years and never before had any inclinations toward incest. I was hating myself for what was happening and for not being able to control it. There I was, alone in the house with my grandniece, this blonde beauty that I had been so carefully
