He put his arm around me. He was a nice looking older man and deep inside I wondered what it would be like to “be” with an older, more mature man…so I had my little girl fantasies but I wasn’t all that little any more. He felt so good. “No Sherry…don‘t say ‘uncle‘…this is our secret and you can‘t say that word. He went to the woman and gave her a hug…then his hand went under her little dress…taking it off…she was gorgeous and naked at the waist. The air cooled me and I drank more of the beer. “Sherry?” asked uncle. “That’s a bad word,” I said. I didn’t know but I’d like to do that again. I was excited. To talk about boys and men and what they want. It was a wonderful feeling. He had already pulled off my little panties and I had let him. But then it was late and time to go home.
