" Ruth continued. It all made sense now. Jon had been angry earlier because the Pornodrome wasn't the vision of one person, it was the work of many. ... Jon looked up, then nodded, "I prefer to think of The Maker as someone I invented." "You could have had your pick of a thousand women down there, women willing to do anything you asked." Ruth continued. Jon turned Ruth to face him and looked her straight in the eyes. "As were you." The Maker replied, proving his point by sliding his hand. "So come on son explain to me why we shouldn't go round to the cop shop now and get this madman arrested."I sat down on the same chair and looked into his eyes as I began to undo the laces of my shoes. "It seems to me that an episode like this wouldn't put him in prison and would only serve to make it worse. I just think that he considers this to be personal and that going to the police won't provide a long term solution to his perceived ownership of Vikki." Oh, and what do you think will?I. I was super turned on when this happened. I started to moan with pleasure from the massage. My cock was absolutely throbbing. I felt so exposed to my friend with my bare ass being worked over with his strong hands. He even pulled my ass cheeks apart a few times. Holy shit, I thought he can see my asshole when he does that. My cock was dripping precum. I was hoping he would graze against it again and get some on his fingers, so he could see how turned on I was. Well after my massage was overI. That morning nothing was said, in fact in time nothing was ever said, even as uncle, Katie and I, developed an understanding, and I developed an intense jealously of Katie's attraction to my uncle, and he to her, Katie was my new love, and uncle was a man I loved too, only when you are seven, no one looks or listens.Today I am nineteen, at University studying media science, an expert in photography and video technology, bisexual, a model and selfie queen, with a dark sexual desire, for young.