I managed to fake illness Thursday and Friday, primarily confined to my room, avoiding my parents and my sister Amber.My stomach was in knots, and I c...uldn't eat much. I spent my days reading and watching movies as a distraction, trying to avoid thinking about Barb and my pending execution.Saturday came around, and still no freak-out from the parents, and I started becoming hopeful that my world wasn't coming to an end.On Sunday, I started feeling that maybe Barb took pity on me and wasn't. You offer me some wine and then show me to the bedroom.You open the drawer with her nighties and let me pick one. I find a stretchy red camisole with some matching red fingerless gloves. Then you pull open her panty drawer. I rummage around while noticing the tent in your grey sweatpants.I find a black spandex thong that feels so nice and pull it out. You leave to refill our wine glasses while I change. When you return, I'm kneeling beside the bed with her things on. You can see my thick. " Great. Well, it was nice talking to you." No." I said it with just a little too much urgency."My last class ends at one. We can talk then." Can I come in there to talk?" All the way from school?" Yes." Sure. I'm glad nothing is wrong." Biting wits those Goldbergs.She gave me directions to find her office and I packed up some books for study. I could read them in her office.I felt terrible. This is why you don't get emotionally involved with anyone. It hurts. It sucks.I cranked up the music on. I pulled him up to me an started kissing him tasting my juices off his face saying "oh God yes I do uncle kyle I loved it." "Now I want you to lay across the bed and hang your head off the side" I looked at him puzzled, but crawled to the middle of the bed laying on my back an let my head hang off the bed."Like this uncle kyle?" I said looking up an him standing above me, he had on some tight blue boxers on, that hugged against his thick cock. That was now fully erect, I could see the outline.