Slowly, I stepped closer to him, watching his bulge twitch as I did. “I want you to take them off,” he said as he looked down at his shorts. I loo...ed deeply into his dark, brown eyes as I stroked his chest hair gently. Water began to streak down his torso followed closely by my hands. In one movement, I swept his shorts down his legs. His hard-on sprung to life in front of me as we stood gazing at one another. His shorts slid down to his ankles as our heads moved together. Our lips locked for. I sat back and kept glaring at her. She stared off at the lamp and the wall, thinking of her choices—either kick me out or move us forward. She kneeled, sitting on her calves, and began tugging absentmindedly at the hem of her shirt. I could envision her as a much younger woman that way, as she gave her clothes little tugs and smiled at me slightly. I smiled back. My heart rate picked up. She tugged at the drawstring to her sweatpants. I nodded my approval, and with that she slowly let herself. They agreed ... with surprising willingness to even help promote and encourage the ballot measure for the next forthcoming fall election. In the interim, Emily bought the new property and began tearing down the old 1950’s ranch house so that something big new and modern could replace it, to be complete and ready for move in hopefully by Christmas. She also moved all of the horse training and stabling facilities that could be dug up and moved to the new site, and hastily purpose built everything. One day when she came home from college she was talking to me asking what it’s like to be in a relationship (she never had a relationship before) and I told her when the right person comes she’ll find out and I changed the topic and started to play fools with her and tickle her. As I was tickling her I started moving my hand on her back around her bra straps and I undid her bra through her top and she didn’t ask me to stop so I decided to continue, I started tickling her neck and playfully.