The neighbor’s on one side were a middle-aged couple who had consumed about three too many Twinkies. Make that three million too many. They were nic..., but we wished they would put on more clothes. Clarissa would actually look better in an Afghanistan burqa. So would her husband, Ernie. Across the street was a reasonably attractive couple in their early thirties. Close enough in age. They introduced themselves as Brenda and Andy. They announced that they were exhibitionists. So why was Brenda. After a while, he says, "I don't blame that guy for having to wank, right there... when you need to, you need to."He smiles at me but I stay silent, too afraid to speak and say something that could ruin things.He slides his leg out from under the blanket, it's totally bare and his foot pushes his trousers and undies onto the floor as he says, "you look like you could do with a wank right now, too."At this point, precum is running down the outside of my bottoms, push through the fabric which has. Way too young for a girl to lose her mother. She took it hard. Many nights back then she would come into my room after everyone had gone to bed. I can still hear her soft, sweet voice asking if she could sleep in my bed for just a while. I always let her, too. I enjoyed being around her, even back then. I never said no to Cassie. Not about sleeping in my bed, or anything else for that matter. I couldn't say no to her. If she's spoiled, it's because of me."What are you looking at?" Cassie asked,. Then very carefully, with a short length of rigid wire that I had prepared for this purpose, I began to push the framed picture aside, just a little. Half the hole was still hidden by the wooden frame but it was enough since I could see almost everywhere in their room. They were both standing behind the closed door and Uncle was holding my Aunt in his arms as they were kissing. While his lips were glued to hers, his hands were moving downward on her back until he was holding her bottom in his.