WARNING: This is a 18+ story.
Ivy is a beautiful college girl, everyone wants to touch at least once. Her seduction is enough to pique a boy's desire. She dates a lot of boys, then one day, her uncle appears.
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"Uncle, I have a question for you," I said aggressively as I approached him. He responded, "yes, Ivy," without looking at me. He always ignores me in this manner. He considers me to be that little girl. "Uncle, are you gay?" I asked hastily. I think he is. That's why he keeps himself away from me.
"What?" He said, his eyes widening as he heard me.
He asked, "What did you say?" 
"If you aren't, why can't you love me back?" I enticingly asked.

My tempting dummy/ Uncle, love me deeper

I asked nervously. I began to sweat all of a sudden. I'm not sure why, but as I glanced at that boy, something happened to me. I noticed her in his gestures. 


“Sorry, Mr. Jacob. I honestly don't recall. But, I think I can get his biographical information here, or perhaps it's at home,” Franklin remarked. 


I was so engrossed in my own thoughts that I didn't even hear Franklin say anything. 


"Mr. Jacob," Franklin said as he put his hand on my shoulder. I was startled and turned to face him. 


"Yes, yes," I said quietly. “Are you alright? You don't appear well,” Franklin said. 


I murmured, pressing my dry lips together, "Will you please provide me with his information, Franklin? I'd like to see it." 


Franklin's eyebrows furrowed as he said, "Mr. Jacob, what's the matter? Is this a title you've heard before? " 


What should I say to him at this point? Jacob clenched his fists. If I tell him anything, my past will gradually come to me today or tomorrow. 


~Uncle, love me deeper~