"I hope you don't think it rude of me, but I'm just a diehard Cowboys fan," Paul said. My uncle chuckled and left the room closing the door. I smiled ...o myself as I got a wickedly delicious idea. I took off all my clothes and my bra, unleashing my 42L tits. I opened the door and saw Paul sitting on the edge of the bed. "Whose winning?" I asked. My nipples where hard and my pussy was oozing. "Oh, I didn't know someone was— OH MY GOD! Sunny, where are your clothes?" Paul jumped off the bed. His. Make you whimper, make you moan, remind you that I own you. Every part of you. Hehe...you may not want to admit these things about yourself, but they're true nonetheless. You want me to own you. You want me to fuck your ass. Make you mine. Make you beg and plead. Hehe and you're lucky because I fucking love to do it. Oh my fingers are fucking you good now aren't they? I can hear those little whimpers that come out of you. Ahhh they make me hot. Love looking at you splayed across my bed. Knowing. "Mary came up to Tracy's room and gave me a funny look."You're sure?" I trust you guys. Do your worst."She just shrugged and started applying makeup. She gave me a cleft chin and more prominent cheek bones. She then styled my hair in a more conservative look. She went to the walk-in closet and came out with my outfit. Okay, they were both going to die. It was a Superman outfit.Mary winked at me."Okay, boy wonder, lose the boxers and put on the suit." What!" This is spandex. It will show your. " I know that now," I wanted to explode at him, but Alec was patience incarnate, I couldn't throw a fit in his perfectly arranged living room like a typical teenager, "But I don't know what I can do now. He must hate me." Call him. Undo it." I'm scared." I put my head in my hands so I wouldn't have to look at the honesty in Alec's face. "I'm scared of my dreams, of ... of the flashbacks." I breathed, my chest tight, "There was a moment when I thought ... but it wasn't him. I'm so screwed up..