I still wasn't clear as to her relationship with Uncle Joe. At times she seemed to be more than just an employee; but I guess that comes with the fact... that she lived under his roof for the last several years and sees him practically every morning in the gym. I wondered if she knew about his health problems. If she didn't know now, she would later as his health started to deteriorate.That subject was never to be spoken about; Uncle Joe had given me strict instructions."So, John, You did you see. He could be the one, you know? I need to finally address my sexual issues to ensure we don't follow the path of my past relationships. He figures me out pretty quickly and somehow sees what I have hidden. He tells me he can help me, but, I need to do something. I am afraid but know he is right. I trust him. I inhale a deep breath and drop the material hiding Pussy. Breathing deeply, I take in the sight of her. Surprisingly, my first thought is she is pretty. Very pretty. Her lips are neat and. Karen wanted me to help her. She'd never made love this way before and who better than me to help her. I mean really, Mom. Who should she have gone to? Would you like some guy from town doing it? Greg and I are lovers, and I love Karen. Please understand." The mother, Kay, must have been wavering because it got very quiet, and I could hear no more arguing. I got up the nerve to put on my clothes and go back into the bathroom to see what was happening.Kay was sitting on the toilet and quietly. As a reward for being good and obedient, he would take me to many historical places in the village. We also went on bike rides in the countryside which was delightful on a nice hot summer’s day. We took walks along the cliff and spent time on the glorious sandy beaches that were on his doorstep. I would watch the waves come to shore and go back out in an awesome wave. I remember looking for meaning in the sea as it soaked the sand with each splash.But without doubt, my favorite part of the day.