"Just want I want, to spend Valentine's on my own, how lucky am I," Meagan cries uncontrollably. Reaching her office, Hope fumbles with the all the pa...erwork upon her trashed desk that had mounted quite rapidly within the space of two weeks, when she feels her phone vibrate in her front jean pocket. Enjoying the vibrations against her inner thigh a little too much, she pulls it from her pocket and surprisingly notices that she has just received a picture message from Meagan. "I hope you suffer. Helena came up beside me and slipped her hand into mine, she looked at me with a twinkle in her eye and I knew what she wanted, Hans had a suit where I just had a room, he had two bedrooms off a main area, I led Helena into one of the bedrooms, she had on some pink cotton shorts and a checked shirt, she dropped the shorts to the ground to show her white panties which she also shed, standing and letting me look at her neatly trimmed blond pubic cushion, she stepped out of her clothes, I loosened. A lot." How'd the picture go over?" Will asked."Her mom and dad loved it. By the time I got there, they'd framed it and hung it on the wall. But they said it's just to protect it until she brings it back. You know, one of those glass sandwich frames like we have in North. Sigrid said she'd been a little surprised. They were having a lot of guests over the holidays and there she is on the wall. But, she agreed to it." Maybe they're not quite as strict as she is." Alex said."It's a little. Sliding out of the seats, I got a great look at her inner thigh. It was a warm late June evening and she had worn a short, tight cotton navy blue and white striped dress with skinny shoulder straps. It was actually something she generally wore as a beach cover-up, but since we were up north where things are fairly casual, she was ok wearing it to dinner. Normally she's a more conservative dresser, so getting a look at her tanned upper thigh as she got out of the car was a thrill. The tiny.