My Aunt Violet

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This is a true story of my youth. It’s amazing how life takes its shape. I had the good luck to be able to live out my fantasy with a wonderful lady. My aunt Violet.

My aunt Violet was the first real love of my life. I was 18 and reveling in the excitement that older ladies were now causing me. A little while earlier, I had been seduced by my teacher, a Nun. But that’s another story.

Violet was a young boy’s dream. Long shoulder-length raven black hair, ruby red lips, a voluptuous,

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