"This is so wrong," I shake my head. "Please, I need this," she squirms under me, "you need this." I bite my lip, "I watched you grow up..." I think of her calling me her uncle when she was a child. "Please Charlie," she moans, "I want this so bad." ---------- If you don't like the raunchy/kinky stuff, don't read ✌? if you do, enjoy my little kinkaholic pervies!?

"You only care about yourself." I snapped. His face softened. "That's not true." Such a lie. He had no shame in lying to my face, nor did he have shame in his behavior or actions towards me. He was selfish. He only cared about himself and no one around him. The games he played with my head. The things he said to my face. Everything he's done to me has broken me more than I already was, so why was I still here? Why was I here with him? Why was I thinking about him and thinking of his feelings instead of my own? "I care about one thing." "What's that?" I asked gently. "You."