They went to bed, the uncle in his bed (which is also an old heirloom, from his uncle, who was 8 feet tall) and the motorcycle in the chest. As a little girl she slept in the uncle's bed near him and felt safe. But as she grew and got pussier and her hips widened, he couldn't fall asleep anymore because of her close body. He had to convince her that they couldn't sleep in the same bed any longer. So she had to move her sleeping place to the chest.