I used to stare at the body of my cousin when she was around and used to put my hand over her shoulder for support and caress her back very rarely. On...e I felt like squeezing her breasts when she came to me for an errand. But I restrained myself. I had fancied some thoughts about my cousin and occasionally fantasised her and guilt gripped me terribly. She was so innocent and loved me so much and I was tormented. Luckily my uncle lived in another city and the interactions with my cousin were. It was almost exactly six when a man of about forty came through the door. Even though the weather was warm, he was wearing dirty jeans and a long sleeve sweat shirt. I had a sweat shirt like it in my back pack, because I would be riding home in the night air.“Welcome,” I said rising to shake his hand. “I’m John.”He shook my hand and mumbled something which I didn’t understand. “You’re the guy who got out after twenty years?” he asked.“Yeah, how long were you in for?” I asked.“I did eight, but. More

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