From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: My Cousin Aster (mf, oral, cousins)[1/2]
Date: 13 Jan 1996 22:27:40 GMT
(c) The Rain Maker

			   My Cousin Aster
				 by
			   The Rain Maker
			       Part One

	Aster lay there on the sofa, eyes half-closed, totally
relaxed. Her running shorts were pulled slightly aside, the hem of her
tee-shirt was up to her neck, and her legs were spread apart. To me,
she was the most beautiful, sensual girl in the world. I wanted to see
more of her, though. I wanted to see her as I saw her in my dream:
stretched out with nothing at all on.

	She opened her eyes wide and looked up at me. "I didn't know
anything could feel that good. Thank you for doing that to me. Now I
know what girls mean when they talk about `coming'."

	Seeing Aster reclined like that, I couldn't help but say, "Do
you know I dreamed about you the other night?"

	"You did?" Pleased, Aster asked, "What was the dream about?"

	"Well, you were stretched out like you are now, but you were
completely nude. Not one stitch of clothes or shoes."

	She was silent for a moment, thinking of what I said. Then in
a small, soft voice she said, "Would you like for me to make your
dream come true?"

	"Yes," I whispered. Aster then sat up and in one sweeping
motion pulled her tee-shirt over her head. She stood up and was
reaching for her shorts when I stopped her. "Wait, Aster. Please, let
me do that."

	Aster looked puzzled, but then she smiled softly. "Yes," she
said very slowly, "that would be nice. I would like for you to finish
undressing me."

	I gently pressed Aster back down on the sofa, then down onto
her back. I took off her shoes and socks slowly, running my hand up
her calf and thigh after each sock and each shoe. Her breathing
became faster and her thighs quivered slightly with each stroke.

	Then there was just her shorts and panties to go. When they
went, not only would my dream come true, not only would I be seeing my
first live nude woman, but I would be seeing in totality the most
beautiful girl I knew. My hands trembled and my heart beat faster as I
reached for the waist of her shorts. I took hold of them and gently
started tugging them down. They stuck when they reached her buttocks,
but Aster helped by lifting herself so the shorts could finish sliding
down. Finally, down to her feet, then off and on to the floor. Now,
only her panties were left.

	Her panties were just as I had imagined - pale blue bikini,
cut high in the hips with a French cut. The whole crotch area was
soaked and was almost completely transparent. I could see swirls of
pubic hair and I could dimly see the crease that split the three-inch
splay between her legs. I could smell Aster, too. A rich, musky, but
still pleasant odor welled up from her. For the first time, I
experienced the aphrodisiac aroma of a woman sexually aroused, a woman
in heat.

	I tugged further at the silken panties, pulling them down in
the same way I had done the shorts. Slowly, they came down, inch by
inch, revealing Aster's softly rounded tummy. The first curl of pubic
hair appeared, then a whole swatch. My hands shook as I pulled the
fabric down even more. There it was - the beginning of the crease
between Aster's legs, the swollen lips of her saturated pussy that the
view through her panties had only hinted of. I tugged the panties down
more, down to her thighs. Her whole pussy was there right in front of
my face. I paused, taking in the vision, reveling in the sight and
smell of Aster's sexual core.

	I came back to my senses then and pulled the panties down over
her legs and feet, caressing the thighs and legs as I went. I wadded
up the panties and put them to my nose, closing my eyes and taking in
the heady aroma. It truly was an aphrodisiac. My cock was already
throbbing in my jeans, but the musky smell made it spurt out even more
pre-cum. Aster's panties had been soaked, but my Jockey shorts were
even worse. A spot was soaking through the front of my jeans, and the
whole inside area around my cock and balls felt wet and hot and slick.

	I dropped the panties to the floor and just continued to kneel
there, my senses almost overcome by the sight of Aster totally
revealed. One leg had dropped to the floor, leaving her vulva area
spread apart. The lips and valley between were shiny, glistening with
her secretions. Her pubic hair was arranged in a swirling pattern,
damp and still pressed to her skin from her panties. The curls were
blonde, perfectly matching the hair streaming over her shoulders. The
little nubbin that had given her so much pleasure was barely visible
at the top of the lips. It looked swollen and ripe and was a deeper
color than the surrounding area.

	My eyes traveled upward, to her softly mounded belly, to the
area just below her ribcage where the rapid beating of her heart
showed on the surface. My vision crept up even more, and there were
her breasts. Round, white, with nipples standing erect and little
bumps speckling the brownish-pink circles of her areoles. Her breasts
blended into her neck with a flow that was like music. Her barely-
cleft chin added a counter-point to her mouth, lips damp and slightly
open as she breathed rapidly. Then her eyes - round, blue, soft and
languid. For a long moment I stared with awe and wonder into those
eyes and she returned my gaze, silently. She broke the silence with
words. In almost a whisper she said, "Do I look like your dream?"

	"No," I whispered back. "You look a hundred... no, a thousand
times better than in my dream. There, you just existed in my
imagination. Here, you're real, right in front of my eyes, right where
I can feel and touch you."

	I reached down and lightly stroked her belly mound and the
area under her breasts. "Even in my dreams, I never realized a girl's
body could be so beautiful. Can I look closer, Aster? Can I explore? I
want to find out all about a girl's body."

	Aster kind of half-smiled and said, "Okay, but only on the
condition that I get my turn with you. Is that a promise?"

	Her words made my heart beat even more rapidly. "My God," I
thought, "she wants to do me like I'm doing her, and she's asking my
permission." It was my turn to smile now. "Yes, Aster, that's a
promise."

	I knelt between her legs and spread them apart so that I could
see right into the area between them. I could see all her pussy and
down into the crack between the globes of her buttocks. Her little
brown rosette nestled there between those cheeks. I took my hands and
spread the lips of her pussy even further apart. I realized it was
more complex than I had imagined, composed of several folds and sets
of lips. Down near the bottom I could just see the opening into her
cavity, the place where I had had my finger earlier. At the top of the
lips was that special little nubbin, her ultra-sensitive clitoris. The
whole area was wet and coated in a slippery fluid. I ran my finger up
and down the crease, feeling the wetness and slipperiness. I put one
finger into the cavity and slowly pushed it in to past the knuckle. I
pushed it the rest of the way so that it was totally inserted into
her. The cavity was slick, just like the outside, and warm. I pushed
the finger in and out and the walls of the cavity seemed to cling to
my finger, as though they wanted to take it captive.

	I added a second finger to the first and pushed them in and
out, twisting them slightly. As I did, some of her slippery secretion
flowed out of the cavity, coating my fingers and dripping down so that
it ran down the crack between her buttocks. Aster moaned softly as I
did this. "Does that hurt, Aster?" I asked in alarm.

	"Noooo... ," Aster said in a choked voice, "that doesn't hurt
at all. You don't need to stop." I realized then that she wasn't
hurting at all, but was getting as turned on as I was. It was as new
and exciting to her as it was to me, and she was getting sexually
aroused like me.

	I had heard about boys eating pussy and had wondered what made
them want to do something like that. With my face so close to Aster's
pussy, with the sensation of the touch and smell of it, I realized
what made it so attractive. I withdrew my fingers from her and lightly
rubbed my thumb over her clitoris. She gasped, moving her hips up and
down just slightly. I took my fingers and spread the lips of her pussy
wide apart and, bending my head closer, pushed my tongue out and
lightly stroked her nubbin with it. With a sharp intake of breath, she
hunched her center up to me.

	"Danny, what ARE you doing?"

	"I'm teaching you what it's like to have a boy eat you."

	"Oh, God, Danny, I've heard about eating, but I never thought
it would happen to me. If that was a sample, I don't know whether I'll
be able to stand it."

	"Well, I've never done it before, Aster, so I don't know
whether I'm doing it right or not."

	"Nothing could be more right than what you just did."

	I put my mouth back between Aster's legs and stroked my tongue
up and down. I ran my lips up one side, caressing the swollen pussy
lip. Then I went down the other side, suckling and licking. I extended
my tongue as far as it would go and bored it into the cavity down
below. I made love to her with my tongue, pushing in and out, twisting
my head from side to side. Slowly, I pulled my tongue out of the
soaking hole and pressing it so it was broad and fat ran it up and
down, right in the middle of her crease. I covered the area all around
her vaginal opening, alternating pressure and light, fluttering
strokes.

	I lifted Aster's legs and put them over my shoulders so I
could have completely uninhibited access to the center of her sex. I
reached up and caressed her breasts, rubbing my thumbs lightly over
and around the nipples. Aster was moaning almost constantly, a low
crooning sound of pure pleasure. With her legs draped down my back,
she pulled me in even closer. Her thighs squeezed and unsqueezed
against the sides of my head, in perfect harmony with the actions of
my mouth and tongue.

	I lifted Aster up higher and moved my mouth down to her little
brown star. It was coated with her secretions, just like my face and
all the area of her sexual center. I extended my tongue and rubbed it
lightly over the wrinkled surface. "Oh, God, Danny! Uuuuhhh...
Dannieeee... " Aster moaned, wrapping her legs completely around my
neck and squeezing. I shaped my tongue into a little spear and delved
the wrinkles until I found the center. Twisting my tongue around and
around, I worked a space for it to finally enter. Aster kept squeezing
and softly crooning as I paid homage to her little nether spot.

	Gently lowering Aster, I moved back up to her vaginal cavity,
using my tongue like I imagined I would use my cock if it were in her.
I made it as long and slender as possible and pushed it into her and
out, using a slow twisting motion. At the same time, I rubbed my
thumb over the opening I had just abandoned, lightly rubbing her anal
opening in small circles. Her hips seemed to have a mind of their own,
undulating up and down as I ministered to their center.

	To now I had just barely touched her clitoris. I was getting
much pleasure from what I was doing and I didn't want to chance it's
premature end. I had already seen how sensitive her nubbin was, and I
was fearful that attention to it would bring on her orgasm and an end
to my pleasure. Aster was not to be denied, though. She moved her hips
so that the nubbin was right under my tongue and I had to pay
attention to it.

	At the same time, I moved my fingers back to her vaginal
opening. I inserted two fingers into the hole and stroked them in and
out. I sucked her nubbin up between my lips and ran the tip of my
tongue over it. I could feel where the nubbin's little sheath had
pulled back and its ultra- sensitive head protruded. I concentrated on
this area, using the lightest strokes I could manage. Aster started
trembling all over, her legs pulling around my neck in spasms. She
moved her hands down to my head, stroking my hair, making love to me
with her hands. Her moan continued, soft and whispery, and then she
started chanting, very softly, "So good... so good... soooo goooddd...
"

	Suddenly, Aster clamped her legs around my neck, arched her
back, and strained against my mouth. I could feel her pussy pulsating
against my fingers inside, and then it clamped down on them, holding
them in a vise grip. Aster moaned, "Oh, God, I'm coming, I'm coming,
I'm commmmmminnnnnggggg."

	Small convulsions wracked her abdomen, and her stomach,
buttocks, and thighs shuddered. They seemed to go on and on as her
orgasm continued in wave after wave. The leg-clamp she had on my head
relaxed little by little, and I moved my tongue through her crease and
over her clitoris very slowly and lightly, matching pace with her
orgasm's slide down from peak. Gradually, her legs relaxed and she
unwrapped them from around my neck and let them fall back down on my
back. I took them from my shoulders and gently put them back on the
sofa. Aster lay there totally spent, absolutely still, savoring the
slowly ebbing after-shocks of her orgasm.

	From between her legs I gazed at her and was filled with a
mixture of both pride and pleasure. The realization that I was the one
responsible for her pleasure, the knowledge that it was possible for
me to give so much pleasure to a girl, thrilled me and filled me with
awe. I had been so worried about how I would act with a girl if given
the opportunity, and now I had the assurance that I could give
pleasure in its fullest measure.

	Aster's tremors had stopped and she now lay completely still.
Her eyelids fluttered open and she smiled weakly at me. "Oh, God,
Danny, I can't even begin to tell you how that felt. I thought I had
to be in heaven. And you said you didn't know how it was done."

	"I guess that sort of thing just comes natural. Besides, I had
you to inspire me. I can't imagine that anyone could look more
beautiful and sexy than you."

	"There you go again, Danny, and I love every word of it. You
still have to kiss me for saying it, though."

	She held out her arms to me and I knelt over her, moving my
lips down to hers. One arm went on my shoulder and caressed the back
of my neck. The other went around my back and lightly stroked. Our
mouths blended together, wet and open. Her tongue was the aggressor,
moving under my lips, under my tongue, and all around it. Her vaginal
juices were all over my face and in my mouth and I knew she could
taste them the same as I had. As we broke the kiss, she reached out
and licked all around my mouth, trying to get even more of them.

	Then Aster stirred. She put her hands to my chest and with the
soft smile she had used before, pushed me away gently, saying, "Now
it's time for you to keep your promise."

	"I always keep my promises," I said, smiling back at her.
"What do you want me to do?"

	"Trade places with me, so that I can do you just like you did
me. I want to get you naked and look at you and explore everything
there is about you." She pushed at me even harder and then slipping
around to my side stood up. She reached down for my hands and stood me
up right against the sofa. Then she pushed me so that I had to sit
down. She stood there, completely nude and unselfconscious, and
reached down for my tee-shirt. She pulled it up, and I put my hands
over my head so that she could pull it free. Putting her hands back on
my chest, she gently pushed me down so that I lay supine on the sofa

From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: My Cousin (mf, oral, cousins)[2/2]
Date: 13 Jan 1996 22:28:23 GMT

			  Aster, my Cousin
				  by
			   The Rain Maker.
			       Part Two

	She moved to my feet and removed one loafer and then the
other. Then the socks, one at a time. She stroked her hand up my leg
until it reached my crotch and then gently rubbed her hand across the
bulge of my hard-on. I gasped loudly and moaned, "Oh, God, Aster, do
that much more and I'm gonna go off in my pants."

	She withdrew her hand and put it on the top button of my
jeans. She couldn't get it loose with one hand and had to put both
hands down to undo it. Her nipples rubbed against mine and little
electric sparks of pleasure shot through them. I realized that being
horny made a man's nipples erogenous just like a woman's. Seeing the
goosebumps come up around my nipples, she lowered her head and licked
across each one, slowly and sensually. I couldn't help but moan
"Ummmmmm" as she did.

	At last she got the button undone and reached for the tab to
the zipper. She found it and slowly lowered the zipper to the bottom.
She rubbed across my crotch in the process and my cock quivered and
oozed out more pre-cum into my already soaked underwear. She rubbed
her hand back up the bulge as she reached for the top of my jeans,
enjoying the exquisite pleasure she knew she was giving me.

	She tugged and struggled to get my jeans down. I lifted my
bottom from off the sofa to give her room to pull them from my hips.
At last they were down to my thighs and she was able to easily take
them off the rest of the way. I now lay there naked but for my Jockey
shorts. They bulged out even further with the restriction of the jeans
removed, and my hard-on made a tent of their front. I looked down, and
even though the shorts were white, I could see the whole front and
crotch of them was soaked with my pre-seminal flow.

	Aster traced her hand slowly up my bare leg to the edge of my
shorts. Her touch was light and fluttering and I gasped as the fingers
barely touched the sensitive area high on the inside of my thigh. She
dipped the tips of a couple of fingers under the edge of the shorts
and rubbed them very lightly against underside of my balls. My hips
jerked up in a pleasure reaction and I moaned again.

	Then her hands moved to the top of my Jockey shorts and I knew
she would soon be seeing a sight. They came down easier than my jeans,
and I only had to lift my ass slightly to get them past my buttocks.
My hard-on was major obstruction, though, and Aster had to lift the
shorts high to get them over my balls and rigid, tumescent cock. She
strained and jerked them down in one motion. My cock, restrained for
so long now, leapt up and stood there, quivering up and down with
little movements in time with my heartbeat.

	Aster froze, her hands still, as she whispered, "Oh, my God!
Sex-Ed didn't show this. It's beautiful."

	Hardly taking her eyes off my cock, she drew my shorts down
and over my feet. She felt how damp they were and said, "Your
underwear is wet just like my panties were. Do boys get wet like girls
do?"

	"Yeah. It's almost the same. When a boy get horny and gets a
hard-on, pre-cum comes out. It's like a lubricant. It makes it easier
to put it inside a girl. I've had a hard-on for almost an hour now,
and I've almost soaked my shorts." While I was saying this, some more
pre-cum oozed out the head of my cock and ran in a rivulet down the
head. Aster moved up between my legs, dropped to her knees, reached
out a finger and touched the glistening bead of liquid. She smeared it
around on the head with a little circular motion. My hips jerked
involuntarily and I gasped at the touch.

	"Oh, I'm sorry, Danny," Aster said. "Did that hurt?"

	"No, no, it didn't hurt. It felt good, real good. It's just
that I've gotten so horny seeing you naked and touching you and seeing
you go off that I'm right on the verge of going off myself. It would
take hardly anything to make me come right now."

	Aster's eyes widened and she asked, "What does a boy do when
he comes? Does stuff come out your penis like they said in Sex-Ed?"

	"Yes. Jizm shoots out the end. It comes out in spurts. It's
what contains sperm, the stuff that makes girls pregnant."

	"Yeah, we learned about that in Sex-Ed. Teacher told us that
if a girl doesn't want to get pregnant she should never have
intercourse unless the boy wears a condom. Or be on the pill."

	"Yeah, that's so. Only we boys call them rubbers, not
condoms."

	It looked like Aster couldn't keep her hands off me, and she
ran her hands up and down my thighs from my knees up to where they
just barely touched my balls. She stared at my cock as she did so,
seemingly mesmerized by it. Finally, she spoke, and asked softly,
"What makes a boy come, makes him shoot the stuff out the end?"

	"Well, the best way for a boy is to put inside a girl. Boys
dream about fucking girls so they can get off. From what I've heard
boys say, though, getting off orally is as good if not better than
fucking. That's where the girl puts it in her mouth and sucks on it
until he gets off. That's called eating it."

	"Yeah, I've heard girls in gym class brag about eating their
boy friends."

	"Then there's always a hand-job. Touching a cock and rubbing a
hand up and down on it makes it go off, too," I said. "When you
touched it while ago, I was afraid I was gonna lose it right then."

	Aster reached out a hand and touched my cock with the tip of
her fingers and ran them up and down from the wet, glistening head to
its base. "Danny, I want to see you go off. Can I give you a... what
did you call it... a hand-job?"

	"Oh, yesss... It won't take much, I'm so close to coming right
now."

	"Tell me how to do it. I want to do it right. I want you to
feel as good as you made me feel."

	"Just wrap your hand around it and move the skin up and down.
Get some of that juice on the end and smear it all over it. That
makes it feel even better. This area right here, right under the head,
is the most sensitive," I said, pointing to the area on the underside
of the glans.

	She ran her finger tips through the drops of pre-cum on the
head and smeared them all over my cock. Wrapping her hand very gently
around the shaft, she made little movements up and down. God, it felt
good. I couldn't keep from thrusting my hips up and down to move my
cock inside her hand. Sensing that I wanted more movement, she began
sliding her hand up and down, all the way from the top to the bottom.
Each time she moved over the top, more pre-cum oozed out and provided
greater lubrication. I guess it was natural instinct that made her do
it, but she put her other hand on my balls and stroked them lightly,
causing pleasure to radiate through me. I closed my eyes and gave
myself over to the pleasure she was giving me.

	I wanted it to last forever, but nature couldn't be delayed
any longer. Moaning, I thrust my hips up and down and arched my back.
My hips strained up against her hand and the explosion came. The first
spurt must have gone three feet into the air, flying upward and
landing on my chest. More spurts came and ran down over her hand,
falling to my stomach and thighs. Gradually, the flow slowed and only
a few drops flowed out. She kept working her hand, carrying me through
the orgasm and beyond. Slowly I dropped my hips to the sofa, relaxing
until even the small tremors subsided.

	Aster released my cock and rubbed her hands through the come
that lay spattered across my body. God, even that felt good when she
did it. She raised her hand, still dripping with come, and put it to
her nose to take in the odor of my jizm. She stuck out her tongue and
ran it through some come and took it into her mouth. Satisfied that
she knew how come smelled and tasted, she put the hand back down on my
stomach and rubbed the come around in circles. "God, Danny," she said,
"you really made a mess. Let me go get a cloth so I can clean us up."

	I watched her walk to the bathroom, her hips swaying, her ass
even more sexy than the way she looked in her shorts. My cock had
shrunk a little after I shot off, but seeing Aster's ass made it come
back to its full rigidity. Five minutes after coming, and I was horny
all over again!

	Aster came back in a few minutes with a warm, wet cloth. She
had cleaned the jizm off her hands and was going to give me a clean-up
now. She took the cloth and washed the come that smeared my legs,
stomach, and chest. Then she started on my cock and balls. The warmth
and friction of the cloth made my cock start throbbing again. Aster
was enjoying ministering to my needs and sensed the effect it was
having on me. Stroking my cock, she said, "I thought a boy's penis...
er, cock... is supposed to go down after he has an orgasm."

	"Well, usually it does," I answered. "I was horny for long
ahead of time, though, and seeing your sexy behind as you walked out
while ago has made me horny all over again. I guess once just wasn't
enough."

	She continued to stroke my cock and said, "Well, if I'm the
one responsible for for this monster, then I guess I'll just have to
be the one to tame it." Mimicking the words I spoken to her earlier,
she said, "Now it's time for you to find out how it feels to be eaten
by a girl." She lowered her head, opened her mouth, and took about
half my cock into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around on the head
and then moved down to that most sensitive part under the head. She
moved her head up and down, imitating the motion she had recently made
with her hand. She moved up so that only the head was in her mouth and
sucked on it like it was a lollipop. Taking the cock out of her mouth,
she swirled her tongue over the head, and then up and down the sides.

	The pleasure she was giving me was beyond even my wildest
imagination. My hips pushed upward and the muscles in my buttocks and
thighs strained against her. I put my hands down to her hair and
stroked her head. Through clenched teeth, I moaned out, "Ohhh...
Aster... Ohhh, that's sooo good." She must have remembered how I
reacted to having her touch my balls because she moved her mouth down
to them and ran the tip of her tongue over the balls in light circles.
While doing this, her hand was moving up and down my cock, giving me
pleasure on both my cock and my balls.

	While her tongue was playing with my balls and her hand with
my cock, her other hand was busy too. It moved to my buttocks and to
the crease between them. The fingers stroked along the crease and then
down to its bottom, to the anal area. One finger stroked across my
anus and it was like sparks shooting through me. Aster felt the
reaction, and rubbed in tiny circles over the crinkled spot. She took
some saliva and pre-cum that had run down my crease and wet her finger
and my anus with it. Then she moved the finger to the center of my
anus and pressed in. Slowly the finger penetrated. I couldn't believe
the pleasure it gave. She withdrew the finger and rubbed the surface
some more.

	My hips were jerking upward and I was grunting and moaning in
pleasure at the same time. The pleasure kept mounting, and I could
feel myself reach a point where it was almost too much to endure.
Aster abandoned my balls and engulfed my cock back into her mouth. She
took as much of it in as she could, well over half of it. Her cheeks
caved in from the suction, and she sucked and used her tongue in an
unbelievable way. "Oh, Aster," I moaned, "I'm gonna come! I gonna
come right now!"

	I thought she would take it out of her mouth and finish me off
with her hands, but she didn't. Instead, she tried to swallow more of
it, and started sucking even harder. It was too much. I crashed over
the edge. My hips jerked, my back arched, and I pressed my whole groin
area up the center of pleasure in Aster's mouth. Then the wave hit me
and my cock started spasming, jetting streams of come out into Aster's
mouth. She gulped, trying to swallow all of it. She got a lot of it
down, but I could feel some bubble out of her mouth and run down on my
stomach and balls. I thought that I would have been out of come from
the last orgasm, but there apparently much more stored up.

	The spasms lessened and slowly my cock began to shrink, after
all this time finally to go down. Aster kept it in her mouth until it
was small and flaccid and then slowly eased it out with her tongue.
Some jizm dripped on it as she did. She raised her head, and looked up
at me, a soft smile on her face. Her lips were coated with come,
little drops of it were at the corners of her mouth, and a drop of it
dribbled from her chin. "Oh, God, Aster, that was unbelievable. I know
my orgasm must have been better than yours because I DID go to
heaven."

	"Nothing could have been better than mine," Aster said.
"Maybe as good, but not better." She moved up my body, kissing me on
the chest, and then full on the lips. I tasted myself the same way she
had tasted herself. A feeling of sheer concupiscence flowed through me
from the pure sensuality of such a kiss.

	We lay there on the sofa together: naked, satiated, spent
lovers. We relaxed and kissed slowly, enjoying the afterglow of
pleasures. We probably would have dozed, awoke, and made love again if
the phone hadn't have rung. We jumped, startled by the unexpected
sound. Aster answered it and made a face at me as she talked. She hung
up the phone and said, "Darn! Darn, darn! That was Aunt Betty. It
seems that Mom asked her to check on us and she's on the way over here
to be sure we get fed today. We'd better get dressed, and you'd better
go over to your house until she gets here. We sure don't want anyone
thinking we've been... er, been doing the things we just did."

	"No. Not with our straight-laced folks," I answered.

	"Oh, Danny, I'm sorry. I thought we would have more time
today. There's still a lot more I want to know, more questions I want
to ask you. Maybe even some more... uh, some more... show-and-tell,"
she said finally, with just a hint of a smile. "Do you think maybe
later on... maybe later on we could have some more... maybe some
more... uh, dancing lessons?"

	I was thrilled by her question. I had wanted to suggest that
we continue our exploration, but didn't want to risk the good thing
already going. She had taken it out my hands, though, and paved the
way by suggesting it herself. "Yeah, Aster, I would really like that.
I would like some more... dancing lessons."

	"I'll see if I can find out when our folks are going to be out
of town again. I'll want to make sure we're here alone. Now I'm going
to take a quick shower, and you need to run home and do the same. I'll
call you when Aunt Betty gets here and has a meal ready."

	With Aster standing there, I quickly got back into my jeans
and tee-shirt. "I'll see you later," I said, turning back to her. No
word was spoken, but we leaned forward and kissed lightly before
heading in our different directions.