Uncle Al was sitting in a recliner watching TV when she walked out. Even though the housecoat covered her well, it was a silky material and was attractive, maybe even sexy, she thought.

Al wolf-whistled softly, not loud enough that it could be hear into the bedrooms. "You are one beautiful girl, Daphne," he remarked as he watched her take a seat on the sofa.

Daphne felt herself begin to get turned on, yet again -- as she did almost every time she was in his presence, especially when he gave her a compliment about her looks, or touched her in any way. "You're so sweet," she said. "Thank you...