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My sister -in -law was worried about her 18 -year -old daughter, Brooklyn,

because apparently Brooklyn had written some very explicit things in her journal

about her sex life.

And because I was a therapist, she asked me to go over to her house and take a

look.

I'm not going to lie.

The way Brooklyn wrote about her exploits turned me on. How graphic she

enthusiastic she sounded about every encounter, made me see her in a

light. A more sexual light.

Are you reading my diary?

Um, what?

No, um, let me, let me explain. Who even let you into the house?

Look, your mother gave me a key, okay? She's worried about you.

Why? Well, because of what you wrote in your diary.

Oh, so she's reading it too?

Uh, yeah, well, she is. Um, she's... Great.

Look...

I'm a therapist, so she thought I might be able to help with your little... My

little what?

What? Sex addiction.

Oh my god!

I don't have a sex addiction!

You wrote about having sex with 12 men in the last month, okay? As a

professional, that sounds like a sex addiction.

It sounds like a fantasy, Uncle Eric.

What do you mean?

They're all fantasies.

I write about the things that I want to do or that I want done to me, so I don't

go act out on them.

So you're telling me that the fisting and the handcuffs and the anal

and the deep throatings... They're all fantasies.

You've got a really vivid imagination.

Yeah. The blessing and the curse.

What do you mean by that?

Because it's so frustrating.

I never get to act out on the things that I want.

Why not? You're in college. Come on.

Because.

I need an older man who knows what he's doing.

Not some college boy who's only been having sex for a few years.

Okay, well, how much older a man do you really need?

I don't know.

Someone, say... Your age?

Brooklyn.

You're a... sex therapist.

I bet you hear about people's fantasies all the time.

I bet you know exactly what to do.

And I'm also your uncle.

Not by blood.

I mean, technically, we're not related at all.

Could be fun.

Could be a really bad idea.

Tie me up, Uncle Eric.

Come on.

I shouldn't, okay?

I've got such a problem. Don't you want to help me fix it?

Isn't that why you're here?

I've never been tied up before. I just want to know what it feels like.

All right.

I'll tie you up. That's it, okay?

That's it. That's all I'm going to do. I'm going to tie you up.

That's just one little thing. Make them real tight.

There you go. See?

I like it. Okay.

So now that you're tied up, I should go ahead and go.

What? Yeah.

Don't you want to touch me?

Don't you want to touch my little pussy?

I know you want to.

I want you to.

I don't shouldn't.

I think

I'd

feel a lot better if I knew what it felt like to be humiliated while I was tied

up.

Just take it.

You can take it if you want.

Help

me

look in there.

I'm tired of these college boys.

You don't want to go out and find an older man tomorrow, right?

Do you feel how wet I am?

Don't you want to know what it tastes like?

What it feels like?

I want it.

I like it when you slip your fingers inside me like that.

Try it in there.

Oh, God.

Play with me, please.

You just play with me.

How hard you make me feel.

Come on, you already have.

Your fingers feel so good inside.

Take my shoulder off.

What's

it

smell like?

Smells like heaven down here.

I bet it tastes like heaven too.

So wrong.

But so right.

Yeah. Oh, fuck. Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh.

Oh,

fuck.

Oh, my God. You do know what you're doing.

Oh, fuck right there

Jesus Christ.

Fuck.

You like that, don't you?

What do you want?

What do you want? Tell me what you want.

Yeah, we've got it. Watch it for a little.

I don't need to watch you fuck me.

Yeah, I'm coming in the bush.

Please.

Oh, God.

Fuck, I keep fucking moving because I'm a little bit hungry. Yeah, yeah, yeah.