It really mean, really, it was was no big deal. I mean, this is my Uncle. I was about 24, and he was 40ish. I think our ass cheeks were almost touchin.... Close. We were just sitting there, sweating our collective ass cheeks off, which at -25F is actually a GOOD thing, we tried NOT to give the casual manly, but not too manly glance, at each others junk. It’s just a thing, but I couldn’t help but notice that he was unclipped. The glances were not as subdued as I would had anticipated, but with me,. When she let them go for a moment, I stroked my cock all over her chin and lips, relishing the sight. She was groaning, as if from some task that required effort. Grabbing my legs with both arms, Christine snaked a few fingers up towards my ass and tickled my anus as her mouth engulfed my stiff prick. I began to thrust in hard, short strokes into her mouth; her lips enveloped and held me as I felt myself about to let go."Ah, ah, ah, ah, oh yeah, oh yeah. Ah! Ah! Mmm, taste my cream, Christine!. I was complete for the first time in my life. "You are one very foxy fuck, Lady." "Why, thankyou, kind Sir. I am glad that I pleased you." The next two months were sheer agony. Every day, he left me long lists of things to have accomplished by the time that he got home at night. After supper dishes were washed, I'd endure the pain of the electrolysis kit he bought to use on my face, chest and legs, for nearly two hours a night. I took to using her ID, her car, and, in fact, when. Our governors seemed to spend a lot of time in the big house. Plus, Chicago was known for corruption. Their motto was vote early and vote often, or so the rumor had it. And then, of course, there was our recently removed mayor.The whole atmosphere of the national election had turned me off. People were absolutely losing their minds over it. Tami was right: if I ever ran for federal office, I would be vilified. What amazed me was some of the crap the press was spouting was said with a straight.