I hated my cousin Eddie. He was a little freak.
He always used to try to catch a glimpse of me when I didn't have any clothes on. He would hide in the bathroom or even in the drawers of my bureau. He had drilled a hole in the the drawer and would play with himself while I was undressing. He especially like to watch me go to the bathroom for some reason. He would fall out of the shower and beat himself off like crazy if he caught me wiping myself. I hated him.
He moved to New York and became a congressman. Every Christmas he texts me a picture of his dick. It's disturbing.
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