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- Jan 20, 2009
He began to wonder about how he could help avoid his current predicament. It was a small town so anything Callie did would get back to him but the issue was really what would she do. He didn't want her out in town trying to burn off her frustrations or sleeping around to keep her urges in check simply due to a ll the things floating about in the small town. There wasn't any coke but Jonas knew first hand weed and meth were plentiful even in this remote area and he figured he had to keep his niece from those dangers. He had actually known much more about her than she knew, the stripping, the drug use, the sex, he'd had her followed a few times before he finally decided it was time to move her from the city to somewhere he could keep an eye on her.
"Its no problem darlin." He said to her slowly before he gave off a slow sigh wondering if he should just give in and get it over with. This girl could say any number of things but he knew she wouldn't just give up, he wondered when it would be. Would it be one morning when he lost it and took her on the kitchen table, or in the laundry room, maybe in the barn? He weighed the options and potential places in his mind before he shook his head. Maybe he should just do it, at least now he'd have some control over when and how it happened. With his luck he'd catch his niece on a fertile day and end up knocking her up and find himself riddled with guilt and self loathing for what he did to her.
His member glinted slightly in the moonlight occasionally twitching and shifting due to his arousal as he tried to think of other things. He couldn't roll over onto his stomach to hide it so he just ignored her gaze toward it. He'd just wait this out, he was a patient man and it would pass in time, or would it? He also realized that though Callie had had numerous partners he wondered if any had been as big as he had, or as sexual repressed. He remembered the last time something like this had happened, he'd given up heroin and sex as vices and abstained from both for four months when one day the dam broke and he'd come home drunk to find Sable on the couch and woken up the next morning to her and her sister both passed out his seed dripping out of both of them like he'd brutalized them viciously. The two sisters had both been rendered unconscious by him though they were notoriously promiscuous by that point in time. He hoped that wouldn't be how things were with Callie as a year was far more than a month and she didn't have anyone to take some of the pressure off. He imagined finding her bent over the washing machine after he woke up with her backside and sex brutalized and still open and his wife in the door with the sheriff and shuddered as he shook his head. "You were great." He simply said to her before he kissed her cheek and ran his fingertips along her side and through her hair once it rested against his chest. It had been a long day for him and his eyes began to droop as he lay there in the cool summer air. His eyes closed and he was asleep in seconds laying there naked with his niece laying by him like two lovers who had been spent by their actions. He barely heard what she said and too tired to think of what he was saying he mumbled. "Mmm I'd like that." before turning his head to one side.
"Its no problem darlin." He said to her slowly before he gave off a slow sigh wondering if he should just give in and get it over with. This girl could say any number of things but he knew she wouldn't just give up, he wondered when it would be. Would it be one morning when he lost it and took her on the kitchen table, or in the laundry room, maybe in the barn? He weighed the options and potential places in his mind before he shook his head. Maybe he should just do it, at least now he'd have some control over when and how it happened. With his luck he'd catch his niece on a fertile day and end up knocking her up and find himself riddled with guilt and self loathing for what he did to her.
His member glinted slightly in the moonlight occasionally twitching and shifting due to his arousal as he tried to think of other things. He couldn't roll over onto his stomach to hide it so he just ignored her gaze toward it. He'd just wait this out, he was a patient man and it would pass in time, or would it? He also realized that though Callie had had numerous partners he wondered if any had been as big as he had, or as sexual repressed. He remembered the last time something like this had happened, he'd given up heroin and sex as vices and abstained from both for four months when one day the dam broke and he'd come home drunk to find Sable on the couch and woken up the next morning to her and her sister both passed out his seed dripping out of both of them like he'd brutalized them viciously. The two sisters had both been rendered unconscious by him though they were notoriously promiscuous by that point in time. He hoped that wouldn't be how things were with Callie as a year was far more than a month and she didn't have anyone to take some of the pressure off. He imagined finding her bent over the washing machine after he woke up with her backside and sex brutalized and still open and his wife in the door with the sheriff and shuddered as he shook his head. "You were great." He simply said to her before he kissed her cheek and ran his fingertips along her side and through her hair once it rested against his chest. It had been a long day for him and his eyes began to droop as he lay there in the cool summer air. His eyes closed and he was asleep in seconds laying there naked with his niece laying by him like two lovers who had been spent by their actions. He barely heard what she said and too tired to think of what he was saying he mumbled. "Mmm I'd like that." before turning his head to one side.