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You want him, youβre tired enough to admit it to yourself, but you also want this. A safe and timeless kind of touching, one you have never, and probably will never do with somebody else. There is nobody else who knows you like this, who would let you do this without question or desire, nobody but uncle Joel. Heβs family enough to understand, and stranger enough to allow it.












