Iclapped my hands together, giving my boobs a little squeeze between myarms as I did so, and told you that sounded like a great idea ? morelost souls ...hould be allowed to live my fairytale. I thanked you foreverything, and surprised you with a hug as I was leaving, pressing allof my soft parts against your hard and hardening ones. I then shyly apologized and said that I hoped I wasn't violating somehospital code of ethics, and then you, sly dog that you are, pointedout that I wasn't actually. I awkwardly bumped Emmy away from the couch and shut my screen covertly. That would be the end of me, as I saw it, ridiculed for 'being gay' or 'confused about my sexuality'. You see I am a straight guy, I just did not know if anyone would understand my fetish and not have me pegged all wrong. Anyway, I got away with it, for now. "I have left him!," Emmy bleated."I have decided to move out. I have had enough and I walked," Emmy now quite animated. "I haven't come around for a shoulder to cry. . As time went on, I became more and more curious and the more me and my Uncle would wrestle the more I noticed I would start to get wet but try and play it off like everything was fine. He was 20 years older than me, a big strong man, lean, starting to bald, maybe 5'10, 6', I don't know. All I know was I was 4'6 at the time and young, so having the attention of an older man on me was great. I loved my uncle, even though my older mother would tell me to stay away from him and be careful, I. What I meant when I said we were a lot alike was that we both enjoy the outdoors, like hunting, fishing, and camping. But the real similarity is that she can be as sarcastic and as big a smart ass as me. Abby can be so sweet to someone that butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth and then turn around and cut them down if they deserve it. I do the same thing although I don’t bother with the sweetness part. As I said we go good together. ‘Why haven’t you talked to your parents in three years?’ Abby’s.