“Daddy make him stop,” his daughter pleaded, but her father just sat there watching her get molested.Ronald leaned over and kissed his sixteen-yea...r-old niece on the lips. Joanne was very uneasy about the situation, but she did not try to fight him off.After the long hard kiss, and with her uncle kneading her breasts the entire time, he reached for her T-shirt, pulling it up. Joanne raised her arms as she did when she was a little girl, and let her uncle pull it off her. Sitting there in her bra. " What are you going to do if she starts in with you like that?" I'm going to give it right back to her, the same way they do it." But, you don't love her."Steven shrugged."Do you? Do you love her?" For the first time I felt a twinge of panic."Certainly not in the way I love you, honey. By the way, I've never seen you looking so incredibly sexy and still have clothes on. But, sure, I love her, just like you do, or like you love Larry. It's not like the love you and I have together or that Dawn. "That's okay. I figured you were sleeping in." I was talking to Eddie," I explained, but then decided that I didn't want to get into it."You don't have to be home anytime soon today, do you?" Seth asked as he moved away from the door and towards me, his hand finding a place on my back as we walked further into his room."Not that I know of," I replied, turning to him for a light kiss, mine just brushing over his. He smelled like cinnamon again. "Can I ask you something?" Yeah," Seth replied as. “Isn’t that a woman’s costume?” You ask. She waves a hand as she shifts through the costumes on the rack.“Think of how funny it would be, I would bet you could win a contest if you went as Bo Peep.” She says.You think it odd that she mentioned a contest since the cover charge for the party was twenty bucks which went into a pot for the best costume. “But wouldn’t I need…um…breasts to be Bo Peep?” You say, almost embarrassed to say breasts in front of this elderly lady. She turns and holds up a.