One evening there was a phone call from Gabrielle. Sylvia spoke with her for a few minutes, and then she handed the phone to me. "Gabrielle wants to speak to you," she said.
Gabrielle explained that Celene had spoken to her that afternoon about l'instruction. Apparently Chantelle had told her about it, and asked if she was going to do it. "So Celene asked me when it was going to happen," she said.
Now that was a surprise. It was a surprise because Celene was a slut! She had been fucking boys since she was sixteen. I knew it, Sylvia knew it, and Gabrielle knew it. It had never occurred to me that I would be asked to give l'instruction to Celene.
"Really?" I asked. "Do you think that it's necessary?"
"She said that since you gave l'instruction to Chantelle, it's only fair that you should give it to her as well," said Gabrielle. "Would you mind?"
"Not at all," I said. "Only too happy to help out." I could see that Sylvia was having trouble suppressing a laugh as I said those words.
A few days later a small package arrived for me. Inside it was an envelope, and written on it were the words, 'I'm really looking forward to l'instruction, Uncle Steve.' Inside the envelope were several photographs of Celene, totally naked!
Now anyone would have said that all of my daughters and my nieces were pretty, but Celene was exceptional. All of the other girls took after their mothers' side of the family, and were unmistakeably French. But Celene was different. Her father was Spanish, and Celene obviously had inherited her looks from his family. She was a typical senorita, with beautiful long black hair and flashing green eyes. She had a much fuller figure than the other girls. And her tits! Her tits were superb, as amply shown in the photos. Yes, I would very much enjoy l'instruction with Celene, but I wasn't sure who would be teaching whom!
