I opened my eyes – thiswas something different. Most girls wanted nothing morethan to jerk and run, get you to cum and go in a heatedrush so they co...ld collect their cash and get back to doingsomething more respectable, like stripping. But not thislady with the flawless feet; she secured the silken noosearound the base of my throbbing rod, cutting off the onlyescape route for my bubbling semen, then started strokingagain, buffing me with her bare feet now, leisurely pedpolishingme without fear. " she said, handing me the phone."Hello?" Have you had any luck with your erection?" he asked."No." Look, you need to do something about it, or there could be serious complications." he said.My mother-in-law looked at me intently. Did she already know?"Was that your mother-in-law who answered?" he asked."Yes." I said."Could she help you?" he asked. It was clear what the real question was, is my mother in law someone I could have sex with. "But I don't want to ask her that." I said."Ask me. She had dimples and gray-green eyes. ‘I’m glad I met you, Jacob. You’re such a nice guy.’ There were times when he sat alone in his tiny dorm room, a pocket of space designed by a Japanese barely twelve feet on its longest dimension, and felt the cold silence of the room around him and the emptiness and the sounds of talk and laughter from next door, from upstairs, from outside the courtyard, and felt that he had been buried alive, and that this was his coffin, and that it was his doom to be. "And i'll pay it back!" i replied eagerly."I just need some more!" i then said smiling as cheerily as i could."No!" my uncle replied angrily."Now get the fuck out of here!" he then said gesturing to the door angrily."Really?" i asked disappointedly."Yes!" he replied again."Fuck off!" he then said very angrily.I sighed unhappily, but i knew it wasn't a good idea to try and argue with Uncle Pauli, he could be a right bastard when he wanted to be.So, i left the portacabin, and stepped back outside.