"They don't talk too much and theyalways agree with whatever you say." He looked at Kelly, noddingemphatically until he got a confused nod in return. ...So, you didn'tanswer me earlier. You gonna be my girlfriend?" He nodded encouragingly."Can't," said Kelly. "I'm a boy."Pete roared. He was still laughing when Richard came back from leavingthe overnight bag in the house and returning with a smaller canvas tote.Pete explained to his brother, "You know what she said? I asked her ifshe wanted to be. My fingers were stretched out over the crack of her ass and I tried desperately to resist running one of those fingers inside the crack. It was too risky. Instead, I brought that hand up to her chest. With all the caution I could muster, I folded down the bottom of her robe. The robe opened easily and there, directly in front of my face, was my mother's fully exposed breast. The breast was large, well-rounded and had a tantalizingly erect nipple. I wanted desperately to lean down just a little. . Master, I don't... think this is right." He chuckled at my words, but before he could speak someone knocked on the door. "I'll get it, Master." I quickly get out of the tub and answered the door. The seamstress from earlier was at the door; she stared at me puzzled as I stood there dripping with water."Oh, are you okay?" she asked."Yes, I'm just fine, just had a little mishap," I told her, trying to sound cheerful. "Well, we all have mishap now and then. Now I've come to bring your clothes.". "Yes," she agreed, adding, "But a lot of boys just haven't a clue how to treat a girl, they just think they can do whatever they want to them."Before we could elaborate on that discussion, we were at the Restaurant where I parked the car and took hold of Susie's hand, leading her to the door.When I opened the door for her, the look on her face was a complete picture - the expression on her face showed that she just wasn't used to this type of treatment.She held my hand tightly as we walked to.