"Oh hi!! This is a surprise," Charles cried.Charles still really didn't feel that good. Ivy's presence was going to make him ever more sicker today th...n he ever was for the last two days and nights."You look like a wreck," Ivy commented.Ivy looked emotional, as if she was upset for Charles's current state of appearance."Yeah I'm still not feeling very well," Charles replied in a weak tone.Please go away, Charles was wishfully thinking.Before Charles could say another word or blink his eyes, Ivy. I could remove my shirt so that you could bury your face in between my soft breasts. Will you make my nipples hard like they've never been before? Will you suck them until I'm calling out your name -- wanting you to take me over the edge?I could take off your shirt and plant wet warm kisses over your neck and chest -- licking and nipping your skin as I work my way toward your nipples that I long to suck and bring you the pleasure that you've brought me.Will you let me take off your jeans, Uncle. We watched movies. We slept as best we could. It still sucked.I had weird dreams on the flight too. I dreamed of Mamma. Sometimes I was a little girl, and sometimes I was, like, me now. Jake was even in them, talking with Mamma, and Moira and Gary were there too sometimes. What was really weird was that Mamma was dirty, and her clothing was ripped. And she kept complaining about how cold she was. And I couldn't touch her. Every time I tried to go to her and hug her, something happened so that I. Even after the first class he’d taken she’d gone straight home and found herself masturbating, something she didn’t normally do a lot. Now though images of him bending her over and making her eyes roll back in her head entered her mind almost constantly and circumstances permitting she would touch herself.Kelly had decided enough was enough, she would wait no longer and hatched a plan. An essay was due for Dr. Manning’s class on the last of term, the deadline 3pm. She would go, hand her essay.