“At least once a week, sometimes twice. After that, it was mostly at a motel, but a couple of times in his house.”That gave me the opening to ask ... leading question without it seeming like I already knew what I wanted her to admit.“Motel? Not his house? Why?”She was silent, and looked out the passenger window. I knew she’d tell me, but she had to gather her courage before she did so. I waited, and it was about five minutes before she spoke again.“How much do you love me, Mikey?”“A lot. You know. This qualified us for a county championship that took place over two days of a weekend. The club sponsor agreed to pick up the hotel tab if we paid the travel. We both agreed that we wanted to play but were anxious as to Ramsey's agreement, so we decided not to tell him right away just in case.Ramsey plays golf in the local club and has a low handicap, so he was selected to play for the club in matches. They did so well that they go to the play off stages of a national competition. That meant. He was gasping.I sucked it hard, nibbling at the tip with my teeth. I felt him tense up. I thought he was about to cum. I was preparing myself for a mouthful when he pushed me away. "Climb up and straddle me sweetie. I want my dick in your pussy" He told me. Not wanting to disobey my uncle (besides my pussy was hot and wet) I did as I was told. I straddled him and took his dick in my hand. I began rubbing it on my pussy, between my slit. I rubbed it against my clit, then back to my pussy hole.. After another month or so he was pretty much my rock, anything that happened at school or home to either of us we would discuss with each other. I cared for him a great deal but still hadn’t seen his face or heard his beautiful voice. I tried to imagine what he sounded like and looked night. Every night I’d lie in bed and stare at my ceiling, just thinking. I’d spend the whole day at school looking at people and wondering whether it was him. I could be passing him everyday in the corridors and.