He touches me in as many places as possible at a walking turtle pace. He caresses my cheeks with his bulky and manly hands. He runs both his hands down my back and up again. He reaches is way to my torso and draws circles around my belly button. With his fingers, writes the words I love you bitch, I ain't never gonna stop loving you bitch across my torso. I wiggle under him as he lightly traces the words. He places his hands on the sides of my midriff and slides them downwards until he reaches my jeans. He begins to unbutton my jeans. I suddenly get up and go after his. I unzip him. I come upon whitey tightys with a raging bulge. I see subtle movements. I move in closer to get a better look. His bulge really starts moving now. I can makeout a face!
Christopher and I stare at his bulge until little hands hook on to the waist band and pulls it down.
"ITS YOUR UNCLE!"
I wake up scared of what had just occurred. Thank God it was just a dream...
