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He | He slips past you and goes into the kitchen. "I'm starving, have you got anything to eat?" | ||
"You're always hungry. How about pancakes?" | |||
You stand at the cooker well aware that your eight year old nephew is looking at your bum which is barely concealed under the filmy negligee. "See anything you like," you say. | |||
He gulps and when you look round he pretends to be absorbed by the label on the maple syrup bottle. You make four pancakes and he eats three of them before following you into the sitting room. "Can we play that game again," he asks. | |||
You look at his slim young body and shrug. "If you want," you reply, pretending to not be interested. In fact you have always had a thing for young boys. | |||
Revision as of 23:10, 9 July 2021
Slipping your arms into a negligee you go to the front door. You can't see anyone through the spy-hole so, you open the door. The boy standing there with a big grin on his face is about ten years old, with spiky ginger hair and a snub nose. "Hi Aunty," he says, looking you up and down.
"Hello Ken, I was just getting ready to go out."
He slips past you and goes into the kitchen. "I'm starving, have you got anything to eat?"
"You're always hungry. How about pancakes?"
You stand at the cooker well aware that your eight year old nephew is looking at your bum which is barely concealed under the filmy negligee. "See anything you like," you say.
He gulps and when you look round he pretends to be absorbed by the label on the maple syrup bottle. You make four pancakes and he eats three of them before following you into the sitting room. "Can we play that game again," he asks.
You look at his slim young body and shrug. "If you want," you reply, pretending to not be interested. In fact you have always had a thing for young boys.