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Click hereFace Fuck Book #92
He's passed on
But Uncle Francis is still alive on FB
God, a handsome man!
wavy dark hair
big eyes
flashing smile
Maybe his daughter put it up
His son, Dingus (we all called him that)
Asshole!
Francis got Dingus's girlfriend drunk
(before they married)
Talked her into giving him a blow job
said her mouth was always open!
(the husband is the last to know)
My Uncle Francis fucked everyone
super salesman
provided tits and cunt
Old School (as far as I know)
His sister, Deb, lived
in a five story Westside
We visited frequently
Down the hall Daisy
always wore flowery dresses
A mousey young widow
husband dead a year
under declared income
Social Security benefits slim
Deb and my mother, sisters
went shopping
I stayed in Aunt Deb's apartment
watching cartoons
Francis, my father in tow, visited Daisy
Francis talked her into playing
strip poker
When Deb and Mom returned
they asked me,
"Where are the men?"
"In Daisy's apartment"
"What are they doing there?"
"I don't know"
proceeded to investigate
Now the two men were
in their underwear
Daisy was bra-less
"Ah shit Deb, what was your fuck'en rush,"
roared Francis
My mother furious
We left immediately
Dad, white
whole ride home
Years later asked Uncle Francis,
"What happened?"
He smiled,
his head canted forward
as he lit his cigarette
"I screwed Daisy
dining room table
she gambled
I lost"
He flicked the ash of his cig