Then in his later years he had opened a couple of gigantic international corporations. After selling those when he was a very old man he had become a ...illionaire.My family had been proud of all Uncle Richard's success, but at the same time held him up as the black sheep of the family. He had lived a non-conventional life, and there were conservative elements in my family who despised him. My dad had not talked to him in a number of years.I had always been very close to Uncle Dick growing up as. I was up now. I rolled over and fumbled my hand across the side table to find a glass of water. When I had gone to bed the room felt like a sweltering jungle, but now in the middle of the night the air was a current of ice that caused my throat to crack and rasp with each breath. I found the glass and took a sip deep enough to lubricate my throat, but not so deep as to trigger the urge to empty my bladder. If that happened I would never manage to find my way back to sleep. “Too late,” a voice. All the teasing, all the chatting—–what was to come had his nerves on fire. He felt like a man of 20 again, and he couldn’t wait to show it to her. Out of boredom and nervousness, John peeled his clothes off and made a quick jump into the shower. He wanted everything to be perfect, and besides—-the rush of a cool shower should help to cool him off. He lathered his body—-soap suds cascading down his chest and waist—–trying not to think of Tammy’s sexy figure——when an unexpected noise could be. Jesse and Rachael were both quite familiar with the study since I had fucked them both on several occasions in there, but it was the other two's first visit to my home, so I waited to answer her question until we were on the cushions getting comfortable.I laid down on my side facing them, then thought to them, "This is not a trick. I'm telepathic, and it's much more than just sending you my thoughts and reading yours. Amy still thinks I'm tricking her, so I'll prove it to all of you right.