"When I accused you of keeping a secret, I was keeping an even bigger secret myself. I know I was wrong, I knew then it was wrong, but I was afraid to...tell you. I c–" Afraid? Why?" And there it was. A big moment of self-reflection, to try and figure out why she had been so afraid to tell Sam about her… addiction. The answer was clear as day, but it carried some implications she rather wouldn't have faced."I didn't want you to think I was a… a slut."She was fifteen, had pretty much m*lested the. Since our shorts were rather risque, we decided to go out our back door and go a couple of hundred feet over to their house since that area wasn't as well lit. We rang the bell and this time Jo Ann answered the door and said, come in girls we have been waiting for you! As we started down the stairs to the playroom Jo Ann said, I know your pussy took an awful pounding last night, I hope it isn't too sore for some fun tonight as she grabbed a big handful of my left ass cheek. I replied, Of. "I mean, if you need me to put a hurt on someone, I can do that, but it won't erase your pain. I don't see you as the revenge type."Misty got, well... misty, as her flood gates opened. She was dying to tell someone, and uncle Martin was as close a male relative as she had to confide.Over the course of the next hour, Misty opened her heart to Martin, telling him of her failed dates, the pawing, the blow jobs, the premature ejaculations, the gay encounters, and then finally, even her desperate. "How do you feel?" he asked; holding her chair for her to sit down."Warm, cozy, and --" She hesitated."And what?" He sat in the chair across from her.Her face turned pink. "Horny." Really?" He grinned and took a bite of his garlic bread.She nodded and picked up her fork. "When I get over the worst of my cramps, which usually happens once I sleep, I'm always horny. In fact, I'm horny the rest of my period."She stabbed at her lasagna with a force that made him wince; and he reached across the.