Aunt Betty and Me

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It all started in the aftermath of one of Florida’s many hurricanes.  I don’t remember the name of the storm; I was only fourteen at the time, and didn’t pay much attention to current events.  My Aunt Betty lost her home because of flooding, and came to live with Mom and me.  Neither Aunt Betty or Mom had husbands anymore; it was just the three of us.

I was not happy about the prospect of her living with us at first.  I had recently discovered masturbation, and was instantly addicted to the immense pleasure my

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