In my daze, my hand slipped under Uncle Grant's shirt. His chest felt solid and hard, and it felt good.Uncle Grant's breathing grew heavier, his rough hand sliding over my skin. He held me close against him, from my hips up to my lower belly, and I could feel him pushing against me. Larry pressed his face against my chest from the front, squeezing me.I felt like the filling in a sandwich, and I was about to burst.Ding dong!The doorbell rang suddenly.At first, none of us wanted to stop, but it kept ringing again and again, like it knew someone was home.I snapped out of it first. When I looked down and saw the marks on my body, my face burned. I shoved Larry away and ran into the bathroom.I stayed inside for a long time before I finally came out.Everyone was gone, with only food being left on the table.Uncle Grant had ordered takeout for me, and the delivery had arrived just now.After my parents passed away, not only had Uncle Grant paid for my studies, but he had als
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