I've got that, too, but I'm also the sum of the real women you dreamed of." Is that why I think I'm falling in love with you?" Poor Gene. You know tha... can't be, don't you? I'm your dream woman. I can see you are getting excited, but I think we should talk a little more. Move over here." She opened her legs and begged me closer. When I was very close she moved her legs up across mine, till my cockhead was pushing against the gusset of her G-string. Slowly she pulled the string aside and guided. Some of them would touch me without my permission and that really made me angry. I still visited those places all the time, despite these annoyances. I learned to ignore the fingers and the mouths I would see coming at me through the glory holes on both walls. I just said no thanks and eventually they all would give up and leave me alone.A new porn shop opened up a few weeks before my 17th birthday. This was in the early 1980s when the technology was still primitive. But this new place had the. His hand gliding up under thedress, rubbing against my pantied crotch, pulling them to the side, hestarts to stroke my small dick, I started to uncontrollably thrust myhips in the air."You like that don't you?" he questioned. "You want me to fuck you likethe lil slut you are, don't you?"I only nod."No, I wanna hear you say it!" Please fuck." Say 'please fuck me Uncle Alex'." Please fuck me Uncle Alex." NO, say 'please fuck me like the whore I am Uncle Alex'." Please Uncle Alex fuck me like the. Demanding to untie her, demanding I tell her what's going on."You're so noisy. That needs to stop right now." Her eyebrows furrow in shocked anger. She yells more. I walk over to her and slap her right in the face. Hard. The strength I have in this body. I like it. She buckles and falls, held up only by zip ties."Here's what's going to happen." I grab her hair and lift her up. At first she doesn't try to stand, her hair pulls hard, she squeals, then follows my pulling and stands."Do exactly.