I could see her in the dim light. Her upper part of the nighty was unbuttoned and I could see her breasts, especially her nipples as she was not weari...g a bra. She was fast asleep. Seeing her in that way my throat became dry and a kind of sensation overtook me.I gently touched her left nipple, there was no response from me. This made me bolder and I gently pressed it. I felt I was in heaven. First time i was touching a woman so intimately. I slowly kept pressing and rubbing it. I was looking at. I was leaving half an hour early any ways. I like to do things before the date arrives. Come on you need to tell me. Have you dreamed a lot about her? Dreams can be important; you need to pay attention." It was almost like a lecture from my younger sister.I knew she wouldn't let this go. Even if she had to cancel her date. She's done that before."Yes I have been having dreams about her. And remove that creepy smile and those crazy thoughts. They aren't those kinds of dreams. You know how in. He was still thinking about the forced separation from Karen. And who had caused it."Does this mean you won't give me a goodnight hug anymore?"He turned to look at her."What? Of course not. Where did you get that idea?" You just seemed so mad," she said. "It's like you hate me all of a sudden."He wiped his hands on a towel, feeling like a beast. He put his hands on her shoulders and pulled her to him."I don't hate you, Baby," he said, sliding his arms around and across her back.She snuggled up. I glanced at her out of the corner of my eye and then returned my gaze to the shelves and wardrobe. “Hang on!” I said. I rushed downstairs and grabbed her thigh-length black woollen coat from the cloak cupboard. I rushed back upstairs. “I like these knickers,” she said as I entered the room. I took the knickers and threw them back in the wardrobe. I put the coat on the bed and reached for my package. “You’re wearing these,” I told her. I unwrapped a small package and removed the box, inside.