Guys would pay a lot for that, I know. But, then, look at how much fun we would miss in working out the problems.“Oh, Andy, I love you much, much mo...e than I love Cathy or anybody else in the world.”“No, you don’t. You keep her protected, hid away where guys can’t get to her or even see her, but you let me walk around, just free as a bird. See!”She began to cry again, not hard, a few tears and sniffles. I said nothing.“Oh, Davy, I don’t mind you fucking other women. You know that. I enjoy. I told her I had a breakup with my longtime gf. Suddenly I asked about the uncle and she started telling me how uncle behaves with her, never call her, he avoids her, and she’s even planning to lodge a complaint against him as he has not visited them since last two years and rarely calls them.We were continuously drinking and she was still telling things uncle did with her, gradually there were tears in her eye she was constantly saying you are young you will not understand my condition, she. " He stepped away even more."Show you what, exactly?" she asked softly."Your ass."She inhaled a breath, and she could feel herself blushing. She was panting, and the straps of her tank top were pulled down, her nipples were hard and pressed against the soft grey fabric. She was a mess."Oh, how I love that I can make you speechless. That never happens," he chuckled at her.Usually she would have a smartass comeback for him, but at this moment, she didn’t care if he won this little battle between. He started by saying, “Adam, you’re a man now, and you’ve promised to never tell anyone about any of this,” I nodded, “so you might as well know everything.” He told me that when he was sixteen, he found a runaway girl, while hunting on some property our family owned up-north. “She was cold and hungry and scared to death, so I took her back to the cabin with me. She told me her name and that she was just thirteen-years-old, and that she’d run away from home. Your uncle Glen was up there.