Maybe Uncle Dick will...She made her way to her uncle's house, thinking about him. Over the past year, he had become more attentive to her, calling he... "sweetie" and "honey" (but only when no one else was around), and touching her. Whenever they were alone, he would find some way to touch her, to place his hands on her shoulders or arms or back or hips. Once, he had come to her house when her parents were gone, and he had finally pulled her onto his lap. He had stroked her hip and flank and. The next few weeks were desperate for Eugenie. To begin with, she slept in the shelter of the woods near her village and then, when it began to rain, in whatever shelter she could find in the nearest town. Unfortunately, Grantham was very jittery about the outbreak of plague and Eugenie's presence could hardly have been less welcome. There were no facilities to help her and nowhere for her to stay. When it rained, she got wet. When it was cold, she shivered. When it was warm, she sweltered. Her. We turned to corner to look at what should have been our rental site open for business. The security gate was down, the lights were off and no sign of anyone. Across the hall from our outlet was one of those small stores that you see at all airports. As we stood looking at the closed site the man running the cash register yelled across to us, "They usually open between eight and eight thirty." Marcy remarked, "That explains the 20% drop in rentals."All of our rental sites had one of those. Tim gave me a knowing look though. But Nina wasnt done yet. Of course she wanted to know if I ever fancied a man. When I said no she spat that all straight men just pretended to be uninterested in other men and she backed up her argument with mens obsession with porn. You look at other guys cocks all the time – and envy them! Except you, Tim, of course!, she added and put her hand on his lap. The porn guys envy you!, she grinned foolishly, made a face and held up both her hands, some thirty.