This is Mr Jack Winters, my client, Mr David Cavendish, my colleague, and Ms Alison Williams, my PA. She'll be taking notes for us." Oh I'd love to ha...ve someone who could take notes. I have to settle for using a Dictaphone and sometimes it is difficult to make out what is said. You don't mind, do you?"Just at that, Diane and Alan Davies, her solicitor and David's partner, came in along with Inspector Willis. Diane had a hunted look in her eyes. "What's going on, Jack? Why are we here?" she. Only for a second did she hesitate, but then took them off, yanked her dress up so that his target was fully revealed and up till they arrived back at her unit, he massaged that hairy mount till saliva was dripping from her mouth.He wasn’t going to enter any sort of foreplay, his principal aim now was to fuck her and once inside he had her nude within a few minutes and again there was no vocal response, either negative or positive, she was just like one of those sex dolls. “First lubricate it”,. ” There was a strange affection in his voice. After a pause, he continued, “Your dad and I have always had… and still, have a very special relationship.”The conversation was now becoming a little weird for me. 'What the fuck was he saying? Had he and my father always been lovers?' Although I was finding Hardy hotter by the day, he was still my step-uncle, for fuck sake! Sure… we weren’t related by blood, but nonetheless, it was unnerving.After three beers my normal reserve had substantially. I’ll come back later, she said. I didn’t want her to leave. I wanted her so badly that I was afraid I’d run over and lift her dress and fuck her right on the floor. “No, that’s alright. Are you afraid of the thunder and lightning Aunt Dixie?”, I asked. “Well …you see ...I, actually, I am Joe and I was wondering if I could stay here till this thing blows over”, she said like a little girl and sat down on my bed. “It’s ok Aunt Dixie”, I said and sat by her. “Of course you can stay. In fact I’m.