I tell her to turn slowly around. When her back is to me, I tell her to stop and touch her breasts. She raises her hands and cups her breasts, standin... on the front door step for anyone to see. I let her in and we embrace at first, but then I hold her away from me. I tell her to clasp her hands behind her back. This pushes her breasts out prominently. I reach out and pinch one by the nipple. I feel it harden between my thumb and forefinger. Holding her so intimately and yet at such a distance. "However, I think we can safely conclude that this is what my grandfather sent me for."Of course, I knew now that my grandfather had nothing to do with this meeting. I doubted that he had anything to do with the original purchase of the property and found myself wondering if they had somehow altered Graham's memory of the event."Did you find anything that would explain how my niece's name was on the deed?" Mr. Graham asked.His question caught me off guard. Chatterbox had been the farthest. But it didnt take long for him to realize that his cousin Ana was beginning to blossom as a girl. Afterall she was 14 now. Infact he felt kind of intimidated. She was more outspoken and it seemed she was becoming one of those girls from the valley. The summer Roman came to stay at her home in California, she was anxious to see him, for she has only seen him a few holidays in the time she knew him. When she saw him she had mixed feelings, almost a disapointment. He looked pretty much the. She opened her car door and immediately locked it again, an old habit that would never die. She clutched her red purse to her side, unsure. Should she put it over her shoulder or carry it on her arm? She never knew what to do with a purse, but she was sure it made her look somehow more legitimate, professional, grown-up, though she never felt any of those things, even on a good day. Maybe today was a good day. As soon as she’d closed the car door behind her, the cell phone she had clutched in.