Saying nothing we drive home, no commands. No playing, he is just so upset. As we walk up to the door I stop him, Patrick please listen to me. I say l...oking up at him. Giving me an icy stare he says nothing. I look down and say I love you,always will but Patrick its hard to be made fun of. Tears roll down my cheeks and hit the porch. I couldnt do this without you, you know that. Im sorry I cut, Im sorry I had a moment of weakness….but I say looking up, havent you ever had a moment of weakness?. .. I watched CC kissing you, and I realized that I knew just what it felt like to kiss both of you. That I knew what both of your tongues felt like in my mouth. What they tasted like and how your lips felt. I knew how both of your hands on me felt. Hmmmm, you wanna know something really hot, Baby?”“Yes ... please,” I moaned breathily.“I know what her fingers feel like inside of me...”“Oh, fuck!” I was hard again.“Davey ... Hmmmm, I also know what her pussy feels like on mine. I’ve touched and. Closing his eyes, Father Thomas tried to picture the lovely Diane Beinert being stripped of all her clothing. Dreamt of how it would feel to be the man in her life, the man to take her virginity. He licked his thick lips, wishing his lips could taste the nectar from between her sweet loins. But he knew he would never be allowed to have such an unthinkable pleasure.***For the next six weeks, Father Thomas had only seen the object of his lust during regular services. Once he had seen her entering. (Since that first day, she's always confided in me about everything.)"Uncle Chris! How are you?" She always called me "Uncle," which shows you how close we were.I smiled, but didn't say a word. She was wearing really short shorts and I could've sworn I saw her pussy lips poking out through the crotch of them. For sure, half of her ass cheeks were sticking out of the bottom of her tattered cut-offs. Apparently, the dress code was not being enforced that night."Why so quiet, tonight, Unc? Is that.