Alicia was curious about her Uncle’s intent, yet she couldn’t deny that she trusted Jerry wouldn’t say anything. As she heard him say those word...s, a fire bellowed in her pussy, screaming at her to finish what she started. Her desires often got the better of her, and a part of Alicia thought being watched by her Uncle was very horny and might make her orgasm all the more powerful.“I won’t tell, or even watch if you don’t want me to. I just want you to feel better, baby girl.” Hesitantly, Alicia. "I swear to you, my beloved Aunt Daisy, that as long as I live it will remain in the family, if nothing else, as a loving tribute to a woman who has become to mean so much to me."For the very first time in all the time she had known her, Aunt Daisy cried. It seemed to embarrass her. Gwen hugged her until it passed. Finally, she shoved her away."Look at me, such a sentimental old fool. You must think I'm losing my reason. I..."Gwen folded her back into her arms."Please hush, Aunt Daisy, and just. "I thought it was Saturday, but why would she dress up like that if it was?Perhaps I'm wrong about that, maybe it's Friday. For some reason, I can'tfor the life of me remember which day it is. In any case, it looks likeI'm going to be late for work, so I jump out of bed. The pajamas fallingback into place have a different feel, again. My legs remain bare, whichis expected, yet I still can't feel the elastic holding the bottoms abovemy knees. However, as the top moves back to my waist, instead. Call me Patrick." Just pick a day, Patrick, and I'll see to it. Tickets. Doesn't have to be just the four. I have friends in high places." Aw, now, it's got to be difficult to get seats close to the Orioles' dugout, even for a man of your stature," he said, making me wonder how much he knew about my stature."Friends," I repeated. "I'll put Zeke Taylor to work on it. Paul Warren, if need be." The Red Sox are coming," Patrick Terry said, his phrasing bringing to my mind an image of Paul Revere.