After a while I realize that something is bulging out from his crotch but I pretend as though I didnt notice then I realize that uncle did not wear an... underwear and I can see his 'rod' bulging out slowly.I begin to feel uneasy and stop the massage and I said I will continue later uncle I wanna go to sleep. Then he said dont stop please continue to his inner thigh. I got a shock and I said " Uncle ! what you want actually"Then he said he feels a bit lonely and can I accompany him since he said. Eighty-six." But you're not that old, Helen, I said."Nope. Herb Hardison was twenty-nine years older'n me. I was fifteen. He was forty-four. He took care of me all my life. Took me out of a share-cropper house. I went with him an' we worked hard, but we never went hungry or did without the necessities. And we did pretty good. I wouldn't own this business if he wasn't who he was an' made me who I am." And you're telling me..."She smiled. "Dan, it's written all over your face how you feel about. I suggested breakfast at the shack. I changed to better clothes and put on my swimmers. Grabbing a few beach towels. Heather put on her dress only and I drove Heather to her house sitting place. There she put on a bikini and summer dress together with sandals. There was a message on the answering machine advising they are returning tomorrow. We left for the beach front.During a nice breakfast Heather asked “Do you mind if I stayed with you for a week or so. They were not due to return until. During our spar I have been calmly observing his moves, his speed and reflexes. All better than average. Now that I am warmed up I focus outward.Seeking the wind, and the ground. I start to change the gravity around me, make it heavy in front, lighter off the side. My foot work changes to reflect this.At first he doesn't notice, 'til I brush aside his strike and reposte to hit him on the arm. He hisses in surprise."One," I count calmly.He makes a different strike, but one that I have seen.