Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Title: Pleasures of Growing (Part 2) Part: 2 Universe: Home Summary: A true story told by an elderly man recalling how he experienced women for the first time in the early 1950s. Keywords: first, mF, mf, Ff, consensual, oral, mast Version: 1.01 ***************************************************************** STANDARD DISCLAIMER The following piece of fiction is intended as ADULT entertainment. It contains material of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. If you are offended by sexually explicit content or language, please DO NOT read any further. The names in this true story have been changed, even though the main participants are no longer able to read my account. This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the written permission of the author, Jack Wellard (wellard94@hotmail.com). This story may be freely distributed with this disclaimer attached. Copyright (C) 2009 Jack Wellard. All rights reserved. Chapter 5 I must have dozed again. When I came round Jane was sitting alongside me with a cool fruit drink. "Here Jack, keep your fluid levels topped up." She winked as she said it! "OK lovely boy I want you to resume that sensational kissing routine again, but this time as I lay face up. Are you ready for that?" Was I ever! The empty glass was placed safely out of the way and I moved over to allow Jane to occupy the middle of the bed again. Her naked body looked amazing and I reached out a lucky hand to stroke her breast - just brushing it with the back of my fingers. Then I leaned over and softly kissed the place I had touched, moving inevitably to her rigid nipple. I licked my way around it, then gently blew cool air across it before taking it in my mouth. I repeated the routine on the other breast; Jane moaned and murmured her approval. I kissed her lips, then trailed my kisses onto her throat and around to her ear where I whispered "You are so beautiful Jane, so incredibly beautiful." She didn't reply, just caressed my back gently. I took my kissing and caressing back across those exquisite breasts and down onto her ribs, nuzzling under her breasts as I foraged for new places to adore. Gradually I sought out lower pastures for my grazing until I reached the tangle of pubic hair. I had never even thought about women having pubic hair before, I guess I thought it was a male thing! There was an aroma I had never experienced before, it almost seemed to lure me deeper into this newly discovered forest. I was still positioned to one side of Jane at this point so she nudged me into a position between her open thighs. "There Jack, now you can discover the secrets of a woman's body. Gently use your fingers to open the outer lips". Her words were jerky and uneven as her head fell back onto the pillows. Using my thumbs I slowly pushed the puffy lips apart, the musky aroma became stronger as I leaned in to kiss the outer lips I was holding. I licked the length of first one then the other from bottom to top. Jane moaned but seemed more excited as I got higher. She struggled to raise her head a little and said "Press your fingers and tongue into the place where the lips join at the top. There is a fantastic sweet spot if you can find it. It's worth exploring there - every woman has this very sensitive place called a clitoris." I opened the lips a little more and buried my face into her belly. With my tongue I wriggled into the crevice and found a little hard bump, touching it with my tongue set Jane on fire! In the meantime my right hand had drifted lower down to find the source of her heat and moisture. My middle finger just slid straight inside this hot place so I moved it gently in and out. Jane was almost incoherent but I gathered that I should continue in both places. I was a very willing slave and kept both points of contact well caressed as Jane became more frantic, her legs closed around my head but I stuck to my task despite a rapidly tiring tongue. Then suddenly she let go, relaxing, sighing, shuddering and moaning in equal measures. She gently pushed my head away from her belly mumbling "Beautiful Jack, wonderful boy, that was amazing!" It was Jane's turn to doze. I left the bed to visit the bathroom and then refreshed the glasses with juice. Jane was stretching like a cat as I returned. "My favourite aunt says we need to keep up our fluid levels!" Jane laughed and emptied her glass in one smooth flow. She wiped her lips with the back of her hand and passed me the glass. "So now, Jack we can move on to the next level . . . are you ready for that?" she looked quizzically at me then burst out laughing as she saw my erection had already answered her question. "You've been a brilliant pupil Jack, a real pleasure to teach", the twinkle in her eyes would illuminate any room. I beamed in response and moved towards her, again putting my glass safely out of harm's way. "Come and cuddle for a while", she opened her arms and I lay beside her with my head on the nearest of her delightful breasts with my hand on the other. "Mmmm that's nice. One of the most important aspects you must take understand is that if you show respect you get respect. You have been consideration itself today and that's the way it should be. Too many men see themselves as a superior race and look down on their women - a bad mistake! Whoever you are meeting you should show respect - not deference or subservience - just treat others as you would wish to be treated yourself." Jane paused then continue. "What a boring speech but please remember these points Jack." "Now I would like to pick up where we left off, just kiss my thighs for a while then we should be in the mood again." Jane eased me from her arm and parted her legs as I stroked the length of the nearest thigh up and down really gently. I leaned over and kissed her knee then turned my head so that my cheek rested just above the knee where I had a wonderful view of her pussy. The lips seemed closed and her juices had matted into her pubic hair. I kissed her skin softly and moved up along her elegant thigh. Jane was breathing rapidly but managed to say "So lovely, so sexy - your touch is exquisite Jack. Now kneel up a bit so you can see really well." Jane parted her legs more as I moved so I had a full view. "Now let's get that magic finger of yours back into position", she reached for my right hand and took my middle finger into her mouth while gazing into my eyes. It was very sexy! "Jack," she pulled my finger from her mouth briefly, "it's best whenever you are going to put a finger or your cock into a vagina to have it lubricated, this is one way". She dipped my digit back into her mouth for a last lick then moved my hand down to her crutch. My finger slipped straight into the right place but this time I could see where it was going. Jane relaxed back into the pillows sighing softly. "Now cup your hand firmly there and gently curl your finger to make like a `come hither' motion. Yes that's it . . can you feel anything with your fingertip?" Jane's voice was sultry and her body was quietly squirming with pleasure. "Yes I can, there seems to be a firm spongy place where my finger rubs as I curl it. Does that feel good?" Silly question to ask her body was already replying. "Oh, Jack remember this place. It is one of every woman's specially sexy places, just keep caressing like that, please don't stop." Her legs snuggled around my hand as I continued my `come-hither' action inside her moist vagina. Jane's colour heightened, a flush rose across her upper chest and her nipples stood out firm and hard. I gently took one in my mouth as I repeated my internal caresses. The reaction was electric, Jane's legs clamped even tighter around my hand and she pulled my face harder into her soft breast. Her ragged breathing had escalated into long noisy gasps, groans and squeals. Suddenly she drew her legs up to her chest pushing my head to one side. "Keep your hand there but stop moving", her voice was almost inaudible as she was moaning and groaning at the same time. Slowly her body calmed, she peered blearily out through her distressed hair smiling as her breathing regained a more steady level. "Bloody hell Jack that was out of this world. I've got to have your stiff cock in me right now". She rolled onto her back and spread her legs. "Kneel between my legs, quickly. Oh I need you NOW". Her urgency had me in place and ready to lose my virginity. Jane held my throbbing cock and drew me closer. She gently caressed the purple head up and down her juicy crack. It was a delight for me and Jane seemed to enjoy the touches too. "That gets you lubricated and ready for action", her soft voice was barely coherent. Jane's gentle pulling resulted in the head of my penis slipping into the warm moist entrance of her vagina. "Push gently", she urged. I needed no further instruction as I pressed forward in one slow thrust until our curly private hair mingled and our pubic bones were pressed snugly together. "Stay there" came the breathless demand. I wasn't going anywhere! I was in heaven. My whole being was bathed in the warmth of this blissful moment. Holding still I tried to breath, my heart was pounding and my cock throbbing inside this perfect place. I found that while I didn't withdraw at all I was pressing and relaxing alternately against Jane's body in a subtle rocking motion. She began responding, pressing back as I thrust against her. I looked at her for the first time since I had watched my cock disappear inside her hot vagina. Jane's arms were spread wide, her hands gripping the sides of the bed. Then I felt the squeezing motion she was generating around my penis inside her vagina and my climax began. It started in my toes, rushed hotly up my legs and set my balls aflame. Jane exploded at the same moment as I released my pent up passion deep inside her gorgeous body. She lifted me into the air as she shuddered against my groin, then slowly laid back. We throbbed and quivered and held the perfect moment for as long as possible. My arms would no longer take my weight and I subsided gently on top of my lover. Jane wrapped her arms around me and began kissing me fervently. "Jack, Jack, Jack" she repeated between kisses. "That was amazing. I have never, ever felt like that before. I will never ever forget this moment. Thank you, thank you, thank you . . ". I think she was crying a little but I didn't know why. "Me too" I mumbled. "This will stay with me for ever." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Chapter 6 We must have both dozed, maybe not for long. I felt Jane stir in my arms; she was so warm, so lovely and I was reluctant to release her. "Come on Jack we need to get cleaned up". She rolled away and swung her legs over the edge of the bed. She paused a moment to get steady. Turning her head back she continued. "I'll run a bath and I can teach you some more important things. OK?". She ran her hand across my belly and gently cupped my penis and balls. "Beautiful, so beautiful. Come on lover, let's get clean before the gang comes home." She released my balls and trailed her hand up to my mouth, gently caressing my lips. While I was still savouring that moment she left the bedroom humming softly to herself. I heard the water splashing into the bath and Jane's call to join her so I lifted myself from the bed and tried to stand. My legs were not eager to walk! Jane called again and my body obeyed. Jane was at the `normal' end of the bath and motioned for me to get in at the tap end. The water was warm and refreshing as I sat with my legs outside Jane's. It felt good to get my undercarriage clean! "Now then, young man", I noticed the `man' rather than the `boy' she had been calling me! "We moved along a bit faster than I expected and I need to tell you quite a bit". I was fascinated how the water rippled as her breasts rose and fell while she was speaking. She must have noticed my inattention. "Concentrate Jack, plenty of time to play again later", she smiled and flicked water at me. "Do you know how babies are made?". Her lesson had started. "Not really Jane. Did we just make one?" She did not seem surprised at my uneducated response. "That's OK Jack, I'll tell you in a moment about that. Have you heard of a woman's cycle?" I must confess that in other circumstance I would have joked about a lady's bike but realised that this was not the time or place so I just shook my head. "Well every woman is born with lots of immature eggs in her ovaries." Jane paused, considered her words then continued. "This is a bit of a lecture but it will help a lot if you can understand it. Ovulation occurs when a mature egg is released from the ovary. It moves down the fallopian tube, and is available to be fertilized but only for a short time, like two or three days roughly in mid-cycle. The lining of the uterus has thickened to prepare for a fertilized egg. If no conception occurs, this lining as well as some blood will be shed through the vagina. This `bleeding' is called menstruation." Jane stopped again to see if I was understanding so far, I nodded. "Menstruation is a woman's monthly bleeding, it also called a period and most women have a pet name for it. The length of the cycle varies but is usually about a month. During their period most women find sex a bit too messy to contemplate, personally I don't mind but others have too much discomfort as well as mess. The `making of a baby' that you asked about occurs when a male sperm penetrates an egg during the fertile days. Outside that time it is unlikely that a woman will get pregnant." I nodded, "So are you outside the fertile days just now Jane?" "That's right Jack, in fact my period is due in the next few days. So, we can make love again if you want to . .". "Wow, yes please Jane." I responded with enthusiasm. "How's that lovely cock of yours doing at the moment?" "Getting rather interested I think Jane" I said looking down at my expanding penis. "Great, let's get out of this bath and get dry" Jane said as she levered herself out of the water. She looked fabulous with water dripping from her breasts and running across her belly. I waited until she was clear and followed. She had already wrapped a warm towel around her body and gave me another large towel. "Quick Jack, we don't have long", she was already on her way to the bedroom rubbing the towel over her skin as she went. By the time I made the same manoeuvre her towel had been discarded on the floor and she was laid on the bed looking deliciously sexy. I dropped my towel and moved between her open thighs kissing them lightly and caressing my way up to her crutch. With my face buried in her pubic hair I rediscovered the heat and moisture of her vagina. I nibbled the outer lips and licked my way up to the special place which got her so excited earlier. "Oh Jack, that's wonderful. Lick my clitoris gently now, you are sending me to heaven with your tongue". Jane's voice was hoarse and halting as she bucked against my mouth. "Please put your finger into my pussy again and find that delightful spot . . aaahh, yes . . you've got it . . yes . . oh that's ecstasy Jack . . Quick, get your cock inside me I really need it again." Her urgent demand was music to my ears and I quickly knelt between her spread thighs. Following the lubricating action Jane had used earlier I gently pulled my penis across the moist lips a couple of times. I could see exactly where I needed to aim and after a few dips into the sensational opening to get more lubrication I eased all the way into Jane's body. This time I pulled back again, all the way out - it made a delicious kissing sound. Then in again all the way until we were snugly tight. "Do more in and out Jack" came the softly breathed instruction. So I did the same again. It was wonderful, so many senses were involved in this fantastic pattern. I could feel, oh how I could feel the wondrous pleasure. I could smell the glorious musky scent of my lover's body, something I have never tired of since! I could hear that smacking kiss each time I withdrew my cock from her cunt. Most of all I could see everything, the entry and exit, the quivering breasts with rampant nipples, the glazed eyes and rocking head. Jane was wailing by now and thrashing her head from side to side. "Oh God, I'm cumming" she repeated at increasing volume until she shuddered and relaxed. I eased up on my actions, pausing with my throbbing cock half in and half out of her vagina. I knelt back and caressed her thighs - now damp with perspiration. I sought out her clitoris very gently touching it as it stood there like a miniature erection. I moistened my thumb in the juices around my cock and tenderly caressed the clitoris. Jane was responding noisily and enthusiastically. "More Jack more, fuck me more". I pulled my penis out, caressed her crack with the tip and slid easily back into wonderland. This time my rhythm was in and out without pulling completely out. My pace seemed to be increasing of its own volition and my thrusts seemed more vigorous. Each time I went deep my hips were slapping Jane's bottom. The slapping was getting harder and louder, so were Jane's cries. The bed head was banging against the wall. Jane was almost screaming again as I felt that fantastic rise of climax rush through my body and burst deep inside her cunt. My thrusts petered out but I kept my heroic cock as far inside her as I could as she seemed to be squeezing and milking it from inside. It took some minutes before we recovered enough to take in the rest of the world and Jane realised that much needed to be done before the family came home. "Sorry Jack, we need to get up and tidy the place up quickly. Then I need to get the meal under way. Come on stud let's get started." Jane eased me to one side and tottered over to pick up the nearest damp towel. She rubbed her glistening skin and mopped up the juices running down her legs. I followed suit and dried myself on the other towel then took both towels to the bathroom. I was still naked but by the time I got back Jane already had her bra on and a flowery dress dropping over her head. She pulled it down and winked. "No knickers for me Jack but only you and I will know that!" she said as she left the room, lightly slapping my bottom as she went humming down the stairs. "Do you want me to change the sheets or just make up the bed?" I called after her. "Just make it up, it's only me in there tonight" she called from the bottom of the stairs. I smoothed out the sheets, amazed at how damp they were in the middle of the bed. Flicking out the top covers and spreading them smoothly onto the bed made all the difference. With the ends and edges tucked in it looked fine. I opened the window wide and drew in a lungful of fresh air. Life was fantastic I thought. Downstairs Jane was bustling around the kitchen, I found the tablecloth and cutlery and began laying the table ready for the evening meal. Jane laughed. "Do you realise we didn't have anything to eat at lunchtime? What sort of a host am I not feeding my favourite nephew!" I laughed too, I normally eat heartily morning noon and night, today it seemed to have slipped my mind! "Jane," I said hesitantly. "How much of this do you want me to do with Mandy?" "Perhaps we should practice getting back to `aunt Jane' now" she said. "Well I guess you may have to see what she feels like. I think they might be worn out so perhaps not much today. One thing we haven't covered yet is how to avoid getting pregnant during the fertile days but Mandy is also expecting hers soon too so that shouldn't be a problem if things go that far." "If things go that way please take things slowly with her and be very gentle." Jane implored. "She has no experience and needs to learn how wonderful love-making can be when done properly". "Are they going to be away again tomorrow aunt Jane?" "Yes", Jane smiled, "We can review progress and continue with your education - if you want to of course!". "Oh Jane, today has been so magical! I would love to learn more if you can spare the time" I responded enthusiastically. Jane held up a hand, cocked her head and murmured "That's their bus I think". She looked out and saw the girls coming through the back gate chattering as always. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Chapter 7 The chatter and giggling was non-stop as Mandy and Sylvie came through the door dumping their bags on the floor as they hugged their Mum and then me too but more briefly. Aunt Jane turned to the kettle and teapot "Cup of tea, girls?" she called. Smiling her acknowledgement of their positive response she poured hot water into the pot to warm it. The chatter continued as the pot was prepared and brought to the table. "Jack, can you get the cakes please?", aunt Jane nodded her head towards the pantry. I obliged, glad to be doing something while the happy noise of Mum and daughters and the clattering of the cups filled the kitchen. After the tea and sponge cakes the girls were ushered upstairs to clean up and change clothes. I started clearing the table, carrying plates and cups to the sink. "Why not walk the girls to the park while I get supper ready?" she murmured in my ear as she wrapped her arms around me and pressed herself to my back. I could feel her lovely breasts against my back as her arms encircled my chest. I smoothly rotated inside her embrace and kissed her cheek. "The girls might come down", I whispered in her ear. "We'll hear them." Jane said as she pulled me tighter, pressing her pubic bone against mine and slowly grinding it round and round. It was so sexy and my cock could only respond in the only honourable fashion to this delightful play. "Jack, let me show you a new way." Jane gently pushed me away and undid the fly buttons on my trousers. She sighed as she pulled my erection from the its confinement caressing it with both hands. Still holding my cock with one hand she then turned her back and leaned over the kitchen table. "Lift my skirt Jack." Jane was naked under the skirt and I saw my first view of her from this angle. The puffy lips of her vagina were standing clear and moist. My free hand caressed the lips, gently probing until there was moisture covering my fingers. Jane gasped as I eased my middle finger into her cunt. "Please Jack, hurry. Get your pretty prick inside me." Jane gasped as she held on to the kitchen table. I pressed my erect penis between her damp labia spreading the moisture along its length. Now pressing my cock into the warmth of her juicy cunt I slid it all the way and stopped when my hips were hard against her soft bottom. "That's fantastic." Jane panted. "Now, in and out as fast as you can before we get interrupted". Wow, it was heavenly! I held her hips firmly as I withdrew and started the age old dance of love. At first my hips were slapping her bottom loudly so I stopped short of full entry to keep the noise down. Jane was already making enough noise and the table was rocking and rattling too! Jane reached her climax and she stuffed a corner of the tablecloth into her mouth to muffle her cries of pleasure. I continued at a quick and steady pace. Jane was climaxing again as my rhythm increased and the age-old glory of ejaculation exploded from my cock. I gripped Jane's hips firmly as I drove as deep into her body as possible. We were both gasping and weak with passionate pleasure as we heard laughter upstairs. Jane straightened to a standing position with my still erect cock inside her. She moaned as she ground herself against me for a few moments then sighed as she pulled me out of her cunt with a pop. She used a nearby towel to dry between her legs then wiped my penis clean and tried to ease it back into my trousers. The more she tried the harder it got and we both ended up giggling like the girls. I took charge of the task and managed to get it out of sight and the buttons done up again. Aunt Jane smoothed down the back of her skirt as she turned to the sink and started the taps running. I opened the back door to let out the smell of sex and to get a breath of air, as I turned back indoors the kitchen door burst open as the chatterboxes came in again. They looked pink and clean in their fresh clothes. "While I see to the kitchen you girls take Jack down to the park. You can give him some exercise and then buy ice creams. Back here by seven o'clock, OK?" I found myself dragged away from drying the dishes by two pairs of eager hands. I rolled my eyes to aunt Jane who merely winked as a reply. "Let's get Val" called Mandy as we slammed the gate shut after a final wave to aunt Jane. So, the three girls continued chattering as we crossed the road and went round the corner though the park gates. There were not many people in the park at that time so we had free range on the swings and roundabout. I really enjoyed myself and the excited screams and giggles from the girls suggested they did too. "Let's go to the lake" suggested Val and she pulled Mandy with her as she lead the way down the path. Sylvie and I tumbled dizzily from the roundabout and she set off behind the others while I dusted myself down. Actually I was glad of the rest and paused on the ground for a few moments. By the time I get going I was over 50 yards behind Sylvie who was a similar distance behind the older girls. I was almost day-dreaming as I ambled along. The sun was shining and it had been a day to remember. A brief squealing scream shook me from my reverie. Ahead I saw Sylvie being dragged into the bushes by a man who was trying to stifle her cries with his hand as he held her with the other. I rushed to where I last saw her, shouting to the others as I scrambled into the darkness under the trees. There was a path through the bushes and one of Sylvie's shoes showed me I was on the right trail. As I pushed through another gap I saw the man still dragging the sobbing Sylvie. He turned just in time for the heel of my hand to catch him straight under the nose. The speed of my run and the force of my attempted punch had resulted in severe pain for the abductor who now clutched at his bleeding face, moaning loudly. Sylvie ran to me and threw her arms around my waist, at that moment the older girls arrived so I passed Sylvie on to them. Arms around her and half carrying they re-traced their steps as quickly as they could. I turned back to the fallen man, he raised his arms against any potential blows but I that was not my intention. He lay near a small tree so I flicked one of his legs around the base of the trunk and pulled his feet together. The man was a similar age to my father I thought. He wore black shiny shoes, very new. I couldn't help admiring them as I tied the laces tightly from one shoe to the other. My father had never owned shoes like this, in fact Dad's usually had holes in the soles. The man stared at me. "What are you doing? What are you going to do to me?" His voice was cultured but it trembled as he spoke. He shuffled round to try to keep the tree between us. "Just stay here." I announced in my sternest tone, hoping to impress him! "What's your name?" I asked, again forcefully. "Ernest Parker", he offered. "I'm a shoe salesman. I'm sorry about the girl. You won't tell anyone will you?" He had some difficulty talking as his nose was bleeding into his mouth. I moved towards him, I think he almost fainted. I reached into the top pocket of his smart suit and pulled out his neatly folded handkerchief. "Here hold this under your nose." I ordered, placing the spotless white material none too gently on his face. Parker winced, "Let me go, I can pay you" he implored. "Wait there I'll get help" I responded, as I rose and ran back down the path. I picked up Sylvie's fallen shoe and hurried into the open. The girls were huddled on the far side of the path. Other people had gathered and a policeman on his bicycle came puffing up the path from the direction of the lake. As his bike squealed to a standstill I explained breathlessly what had happened. "Come with me young fellow" he demanded as he dropped the bike and set off into the bushes. I passed him to lead the way, when we got to the clearing there was no sign of the man apart from his tied-together shoes. There was blood on the ground and also on some bushes leading away from us. I explained that this was the place I last saw him and we plunged on following the trail of blood. The man was not far away, cowering under a bush, breathing through his mouth and covered with blood. "You're comin' with me, I think you've go some explainin' to do" said the Bobby as he took firm hold of the abductor. I went back and picked up Parker's shiny shoes, untying them as I took them back to the policemen. He waited while Parker put them on. "On yer feet sunshine, get walkin' . ." he heaved Parker to his feet and took a firm grip on Parker's arm. I lead the way back down the path. Back in the open air again the crowd was even larger. My cousins and their friend were calm again and wrapped themselves around me as I emerged first from the bushes. There was a gasp when the crowd saw the man in the custody of the Bobby. The front of his shirt was completely blood-stained and his face looked awful! Later, at the police station aunt Jane had arrived and took charge of us all. The police had charged the man with abduction and thought he might have been involved in other similar incidents which had not ended so happily. We had made our statements and given aunt Jane's address. The police sergeant had asked me what I hit the man with and was surprised when I showed him the mark on the heel of my hand which was developing into quite a bruise. I confessed that I had never hit anyone before. "Well done young chap. That villain has a broken nose and is going to hospital under police guard." He continued "You may all need to appear in court but the chances are he will plead guilty. Go home and rest, you deserve it!" "Hot, sweet tea for you lot" said aunt Jane as we sat in her kitchen after a ride home in a police car. Minutes later we had moved into the front room and were enjoying aunt Jane's beverage with more of her never-ending supply of cakes. We were all very quiet, probably in shock. Val went home and aunt Jane suggested that the three of us go to bed for a while to rest. When she saw that we didn't really want to be parted she said "That's OK, you can all get under the eiderdown on my bed. Come on all of you." We followed quietly up the stairs and I found myself laying on that bed looking at the leather suitcase again. Sylvie lay in the middle and after some small talk we all fell asleep. When I woke I wondered where I was. I could hear snoring and in the dim light I could see Mandy & Sylvie fast asleep in each other's arms. Getting softly off aunt Jane's bed I tip-toed out. After visiting the bathroom I crept downstairs. I could hear voices talking quietly in the front room. Opening the door I found aunt Jane and a young woman sitting together on the settee. "Come in Jack, I want you to meet Emma." Aunt Jane gestured towards the dark-haired woman. I shook her hand, a warm firm grip and a delightful smile, I was captivated! "So you are the hero!" said Emma. "Emma acts as Val's mother." Aunt Jane explained "Val's mother died when Val was only five and Emma came to help her brother, Val's father, to get over the loss. Emma has stayed ever since." I took Emma's hand again and said "No Emma, you're the hero!". We all laughed. Emma looked towards aunt Jane and nodded. "Is Val OK?" I asked Emma. "She's fine Jack, thank you. She told me all about the incident. Are you OK?". Emma's green eyes fixed on me as she spoke, I was mesmerised but managed to respond. "Great thanks Emma. Aunt Jane sent us off to bed and it was just what we needed, the others are still asleep. But I'm fine now." Aunt Jane asked "Are you ready to eat Jack?", she was already standing. "Yes please, I'm famished!" "You stay with Emma and I'll get something ready in the kitchen." Aunt Jane was gone. I was surprised how easy I found it to talk to Emma. A couple of days ago I would have been unable to converse like this. We chatted on and I found that Emma was my age, just under 16, when her brother had called on her to help so she was now only in her mid-20s. She explained that most people treated her as though she really was Val's mother and that made things easier, except for meeting a potential husband. When aunt Jane called me into the kitchen Emma came too, she said goodnight to both of us. As I sat at the table ready to tuck into the lovely meal aunt Jane had prepared the two women whispered together at the door before Emma left with a final "Goodnight Jack". I waved and smiled - my mouth too full to reply. Aunt Jane sat and poured yet another cup of tea and smiled as she watched me clear the plate. "There's nothing so satisfying for a cook than to see a plate like that!" she told me, taking away that plate and replacing it with one covered with some of her home-made apple pie and custard. Minutes later that was gone too! "That was great aunt Jane", I sighed, rubbing my tummy in an exaggerated manner "Truly great!" Jane smiled "You've had quite a day young man. Let's get you to your own bed." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - (continued in Part 3 - chapter 8) ---- Copyright (C) 2009 Jack Wellard. All rights reserved.Pleasures of Growing Part 2