I was secretly hoping that he had a hard on because of me but I could not tell because he was not pressing his crotch against my ass. But I kind of fo...dled my breast with his had involved too. In my wildest dreams I didn’t think anything would ever really have happened. Was just like a fantasy I was blowing out of proportion. Then the next moment my uncle turned me over on my back, but I didn’t know if he was sleeping or not. So I’m lying there half asleep, horny as hell and to make it worse. I tried watching porn videos, but that didn’t stimulate me enough. I needed a female that would hold up a dirty conversation before getting into action.I consulted a few friends who had solved a similar kind of problem in their life. Their methods were too risky though. Besides, I had a reputation to maintain in society; unlike them. I asked them to find another way.One scorching summer night, I was surfing the internet looking for that perfect method which would stimulate my insatiable lust. I. " He said, standing up and putting his shirt on.I smiled when he called me 'hon', partly because it was nice, but partly because it actually felt good to think that I was HIS 'hon', at least for the evening. I stared in awe as he pulled his shirt back on, fully admiring his chest and flat tummy."What was that tattoo I saw on your back?" I asked, remembering the artwork on his shoulder blade."Oh, that was just something I did a while ago. I drew it myself and had the tattoo artist transfered. I thought about trying to find Charlie, but I had no idea where she might be, so we hopped on the El and were downtown about ten minutes later.We walked the short distance from the El to the attorney’s office where Bert and I both signed representation forms and I wrote out a check for $500 as a retainer. I took a form for Charlie and got an envelope from the secretary to mail it back. Bert asked about the cost but I told him we’d discuss it outside.“Just call when she’s signed it and dropped.