"Oh come-on don't be doing that Bernice. Why are you feeling sorry? I should rather be feeling sorry for what I am about to do to you now"
"What are you up to uncle?"
I asked innocently. Then he carried me and sat me down on the bed.
"See, deep down my heart I really don't want to do this to you but I have no other choice. I cannot be suffering everyday. Would you love to see me in pain?"
"No uncle..but you look very okay"
"You are right Bernice because I am feeling it alone and inside me I am dying within..after she left me I had to satisfy myself Everytime by masterbating which is not enough.. I rather worsen the situation.."
As he knelt in front of me, I held his hand and promised to help his pains subdue.