Afterwards, I was on the toilet, which shared a room with the bath, when my uncle walked in, completely naked, and stepped into the shower. “I’m i... here….” I said, my voice trailing off.“Just grabbing a quick shower neph – keep doing what you’re doing, I don’t mind.”The shower didn’t have privacy glass, and I couldn’t help looking over. After I got an eyeful of his huge, flaccid cock, I quickly looked away. Holy crap! I thought white guys didn’t have dicks that big – I know I certainly didn’t.. “He coming here?” she asked.“Looks like,” I said. “If he was headed home, no need to come up this way.”Roy Thomas, his brother, and their pa lived about ten miles east of us. The meadow that spread across the valley we shared with them was pretty flat between our place and theirs, but there was no carriage road, only a horse path. Two strong streams crossed the meadow, joined up, and ran along the south side of the valley. You had to ford those streams to get across the meadow. The road to town. And although Chris’ back was to his father, he began to pull away, not at all realizing the conversation Charles and I had just had. But I didn’t let him, gripping Chris’ collar, I kept his lips against mine, continuing to kiss him. I made out with him like if we were alone, my eyes glued to my husband the whole time, still screaming at him with my glare. Four or five seconds must’ve passed before I finally let Chris go, breaking our kiss. “Thank you for helping mommy out, honey!” I said,. We had all sorts of misadventures and I am happy to remain her friend oh these almost 50 years later.At the wedding Sally wore an incredibly short skirt that should have shown dew. At the reception every guy young and old wanted to dance and flirt with Sally. More than one old codger after a few too many just came right out and asked me how I pulled this off. After the reception wound down the party moved to my parents house. Now Sally was sleeping up in my room right next door to my parents.