My real major was in hotel and restaurant management. The partying was what I did when I should have been studying.I was also working at Eskimo Joes; ... well known and popular college hang out as a bouncer. The bouncers rotated through different stations in the building to do their job. We served at the doors to verify ID's and wandered through the crowd to be sure nothing untoward occurred. There was an upstairs in the bar and one of us was always stationed near the head of the stairs to keep. “I worship Her, She’s a goddess,” I said, looking at Miss Joanne and away again. I loved it that I’d told Her. That was my dream.She smiled at me – “that’s so sweet of you – what’s your name?”“Graham,” I said, shyly.“Graham! You’re the one who sends those letters to my fan club!” This is around 1990, no emails, no mobile phones. “Yes Miss, sorry Miss, I know I get carried away, I can’t help it.”“Nonsense Graham, it’s absolutely fine, you’re doing no harm. It’s lovely of you to take the time to. My cock was raging at what was going to happen to her that night, her holes were going to be used severely while she was completely unaware. A full on fuck toy for a full night! By 10pm she was well and truly hammered so I suggested we head back to the hotel for a drink in our room (With a special ingredient to induce a deep slumber) that she knew nothing about. I sent the text to the boys to say we were headed back and give us an hour then meet in the lobby. Back at the room my wife more or. I also noticed my uncle kept looking at me and I was convinced it was because of my boobs, which in truth you could hardly detect. He also kept sitting very close, we had always got on, as he was very funny and great with me and my sisters, but he would now always sit next to me when he could and was always messing about and tickling me. Then one day, as we sat on the sofa together and everyone else was in another room, he put his arm round me, which wasn't unusual, but he was looking at me.