Theyilluminated nothing but slowly forming letters. He had dreamed about themhundreds of time. Yet they had never been so slow to appear.A title. He w...s about to be asked if we would accept another linkedtitle. The last decade he had hunted for one and now here of all placeshe was about to get one. No matter what title and what consequence. Heneeded it. Without much thought, he accepted before the letters couldform completely.A sudden rush filled him. A feeling, unlike anything, ever felt. It. ‘However close the relationship is, there is an imbalance, and eventually that imbalance will show up.’ ‘You really don’t get it, do you? Jack. Your writing suggests you understand women, but you don’t. A woman doesn’t make a logical and considered choice about who she falls in love with, she just falls in love. And nothing can change that. He may be unsuitable, it doesn’t matter she’s in love with him. He may be a brute, it doesn’t matter she’s in love with him. He may be ugly, it doesn’t. " She said this last point matter-of-factly. Her flippant attitude frustrated him even more."Fine. So we did. But it's not that easy. You can't take this so casually. We shouldn't have done what we did."She looked at him with furrowed brow. "Why not?" she asked. "We both wanted to do it."His irritation began to show. "I know that, but that doesn't make it right. I mean, I'm an adult and you are underage, so technically this was illegal. Plus, I'm married to your sister, so now I've cheated.. It felt so good feeling his large hands teasing and pulling on my nipples. I began moaning and pressed my head into his neck. I began feeling the bulge I knew was his cock begin to grow in his pants as it began pressing against my bear ass. My pajama bottoms were long gone from the night’s activities as I went to sleep without putting them back on. It was a hardness as well as a pulsing I was far familiar with. My uncle whispered to me, “You really like that, don’t you”. I was grinding myself.