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s mother, had never remarried. Even though there had been a few boyfriends she never seemed to find a man that could fill her late husband’s shoes. So the two of them, my sister and her daughter, lived alone in that big house across the street. As big brother, I sort of kept a paternal eye on them. From time to time Marie and I would get together and fuck. We have been fucking since we were teenagers; in fact I had taken her cherry when she was thirteen. Often when Marie needed a man she would come to see me. One morning when we had just spent a hot hour in my bed, Marie mentioned that Milly had her first period. Her now fourteen-year-old daughter was becoming a woman. She told me that she was worried that