Let me see it, please. Nobody needs to know.” Hell, no! “What if I let you see my boobs?” Hey, Sherry, I am not sure boobs are a fair trade. And...I have seen your tits anyway! “And when was that?” Oops, should I tell her about looking in her bedroom window from outside, and I probably should not tell her my friend, Don, was there, too.Look, Sherry, if you want to make a fair trade, I get to look at your pussy. By the way, by now I had no erection at all, but telling her that, now that my. Before he left, I put out my hand for a handshake. Instead, he embraced me in a tight hug.“You look after yourself, son,” he mumbled in my ear. Releasing me, he wiped his eyes.“Always uncle,” I tried to comfort him, with my words. I watched him get in the Pajero and drive off. Leaving a trail of dust as the vehicle disappeared.I tossed some clothes in an old duffel bag. Arranged some beverages in the cool box, for the journey. The drive was only two hours, but the heat was unbearable. We would. I shrugged again and headed down the stairs, loosening the barriers between me and the rest of reality until everyone downstairs could sense me coming. I sent.I was down the stairs and in his arms then and the mental contact shifted into something a little more deep and primal. I asked, with my lips still pressed tightly against his.He did. Easily, openly, without reservation. He was a good man, freshly minted from the kind, smart, caring boy he had but recently been. I saw Great Grandpa Dave. "Did you all sleep well? I had a wonderful night! Best in three weeks!"We all pretended to grunt irritably at her.Okay, so she had pinched at least four orgasms from Julie and Sheila, but we were genuinely delighted by her enthusiasm to catch us up, and so pleased that she had immediately agreed to come down at such short notice. She had enjoyed her weekend anyway, and if she got on with Hamish into the bargain, so much the better.And if she decided not to proceed with Hamish, I would have to.