Novel & Cerita Uncle Drew: Chapter 3

I insisted. "We haven't been friends for years for nothing, Ellie. I know you, and I know that you are lying right now because you're blinking rapidly, you are wiggling your toes, and you are looking everywhere except at me. So who is it? Your therapist?" I sighed, rubbing my temples. "My step-uncle," I finally said, closing my eyes tightly to push memories of him away. "Brother to your stepfather-to be?" I scoffed. "Well, dumbass, that's exactly what a step-uncle is," I snapped at her.

He immediately wiggled out of my grip, jumping in excitement. He stood by the bedside, his big eyes wide with a mix of excitement and urgency. “Look, Mummy!” He exclaimed, holding up a drawing he had made. The crayon lines depicted a vibrant rainbow arching over a colorful field of flowers. “Uncle Azriel gifted me a drawing book!” Wait... what? It was only then I realized I was in fact in 'Uncle Azriel's' room and on 'Uncle Azriel's bed. The events of last night came rushing to my head all at once, causing a deep banging in my head.

I said and he hissed, this particular guy has anger issues "please do tell her to do mine, and how did she even do it without looking at you or she has a picture of you??" Kelly asked as I stare at the beautiful drawing again "I don't know either, I have no idea" I told him as I saw a little writing below, I looked closely and saw *uncle handsome*. Oh goodness what a funny little girl ******************* "whattttt????, tell me you are joking" siress screamed as Alicia told him all that happened and is still happening between her and Alex

the asshole murmured while wrapping down more of the cover off his fucking chocolate. What the fucking hell ?! I kicked the bastard in the shin and he balked, “WHAT IN THE FUCK’S NAME IS WRONG WITH YOU, LADY ?” “There they go again,” I heard Uncle Draven sigh behind us. With a braying laugh, I replied to the man who was going Komodo Dragon on me, “Did it hurt, Grandpa,” I innocently asked while batting my lashes at freaking Dre. “One more word out of either of you and I shall cut off your supply of chocolate bars,” Uncle Draven threatened and Dre pouted like a stubborn, pampered shit of a kid he was.

I'm following your lead. Eliza thought he would lose all his rationality and blow up, after all her provocation earlier. But he didn't. He swiftly changed his expression from being outrage to one of complete indifference. He now looks as if he is not at all bothered by her words. His sudden change in attitude made her more nervous and worried. Moreover, she was even terrified that she could not see through him. But she couldn't allow herself to be scared or waver at this moment. “Uncle, do you know you have broken the rule?”

Determination filled Chicago's beautiful eyes, "Uncle is a good man, helping children to build schools, I can't let him be trapped by a bad Aunty! Chicago must take Uncle away!" Chicago strode out. Wendy, as if she had lost her soul, followed her, barely breathing. "Uncle!" When they saw Darwin, a strange man was talking with him, trying to stuff a business card into Darwin's hand. Aunty Annoyance hadn't returned yet! Chicago thought, now is the moment to take Uncle and run! "Isn't this the little artist!" exclaimed the unfamiliar uncle with a beaming smile, "Ah, so you're a child from Mr. Solomon's household! No wonder you're so smart!"

Paul Henry lifted her chin, so she could look him straight in the eye, "I mean, if you ever run into something in the future, just tell me, do you understand?" Paul Henry moved his finger down, poking at her collarbone: "The army uncle will be with you forever." “Uncle…” Fiona widened her eyes and immediately sat up straight, “Uncle… I know…” "Yes, you know." Paul Henry curled his finger and flicked her forehead, "How could I forget the picture I drew, I just didn't think I could see you again." Fiona's nose hurt, her eye sockets turned red.

I walked further in, stretching slightly before heading toward the living room, and noticed Uncle J was sitting in the living room. He had two files on the table in front of him. He looked up when he saw us. “Oh, you’re back,” he said. “How was it?” I walked closer, my eyes briefly going to the files before I answered. “It was refreshing,” I said. “I cried though.” He nodded like that was expected. “Yeah. That’s normal.” Zander stepped in beside me, his attention already on the table. “You brought it?” Uncle J nodded. “Yeah. I just got back.”

Right there. But neither catastrophe occured. "It’s getting late" my uncle said, grabbing the magazine from me. I felt exposed the instant it failed to cover my cock-print. He flipped it open and began looking through it. He started commenting on the female models. And the male ones. So, I started looking too. "It's ok you can jack off" he said to me softly. "I'm going to". And he began pulling down his underwear. Finally satisfied, once he'd lowered them enough to free his left leg, he left them bunched around his right ankle.

They were laughing, chasing each other around my room. Uncle George’s eyes lingered at the clouds for a moment, his hands weaving the air as to keep the man cloud and the woman, moving. He took a deep breath before Uncle look at me smiling, "Then they had you, you mischievous little sod." My uncle pinched my nose and I wave my hands on his direction, urging him to continue. The clouds from awhile ago are now together with a little puff on the arms of the woman cloud. Aunt Lilia pulled me to her arms and I frown as Uncle continue his story, in a voice now filled with grief.