Day 6 (Morning)Saturday! Finally some downtime. Longer work shifts, house chores that I'm still not used to since moving in, dishes obviously. Takes m... nearly an hour to get to work every day too. I've had next to no time to myself all week! Spent most of the morning online, solid three hours of gaming. Haven't done a run that long since high school.Also realized I hadn't jerked off pretty much at all since quarantine hit. Took care of that first thing after waking up. Ended up thinking about. I moved my chair beside her and put my arm around her shoulder. She rested her head on me and wept. She eventually calmed herself and sat up beside me. ‘God, I’m so sorry for blubbering Uncle Kyle. It’s just that I have been alone for so long now. It has felt so lonely since he died.’ ‘I know Stef. When my wife died I felt like my world had ended. It does get better, you never forget but you learn to move on.’ The next few hours were devoted to drinking to the memories of our loved ones.. ."I've learned a lot playing with Jo. Some of it has to do with music. Before Jo, I never played with an actual virtuoso, or somebody that actually had her years of music education. Really, I did learn. It showed in the way I played, especially when I approached a new piece.I knew this one. It's a favorite, but I'd only heard it as an organ piece before tonight. Now Jo was watching Kara take the first phrases with her violin. She pointed to the sheet of music where I was supposed to come in,. I notice his eyes drop down to my crotch as I cross them, and a smile crosses his wrinkled lined face. ‘What’, I query girlishly? ‘Your all open at the front and I see you shave’. I can feel my bl**d rising in my face, and a dull ache stabs into my crotch, as my muscles down there react to their exposure. My hand flies to cover my exposed genitalia, and I fumble to pull the zipper of my ridiculously short cut-off denims. He watches as I struggle then without warning he says, ‘Why cover it up,.