We dressed in just shorts and her a small top because we knew we wouldn't have any visitors. I made dinner while she played with the dogs and put her ...hings in one of the drawers in the dresser.We talked about her going off to college. It was moments like this I felt like a dirty old man. She was so much younger than me, her life stretched out before her, while mine on the downhill side. I silently thanked my lucky stars for allowing me the chance to fulfill one of my fantasies.After dinner, we. " I can't tell him I'm home because I'm NOT HOME YET!" My voice wasn't strong enough to yell but it was loud enough to get my meaning across."Kaiba-san, please." Mutou gave me that pleading, wet sop look of his. "He's my Grandfather. It would be disrespectful if we didn't say hello." Fine." Kawai had already pulled into the parking lot. I opened my door before she turned off the engine or I changed my mind. "Let's get this over with."Honda raced around the car to help me and I tried to push him. 'The city is warm, the country is cold'. At least that's how he always thought it worked. Fortunately, it was still too cold for fungus and mole to sprout, 'thank god!' He so hated to be out in the open! A million smells and odors to assail his refined senses from every conceivable direction, damn this trip to hell! However, the minister of the interior had insisted."At three god-damn o'clock in the morning mind you!" Hero privately swore as he continued his progress. Still, he supposed it. Then I watched her intently as I picked up the spoon and a jar of warm syrup. I greatly enjoyed the look of trepidation on her pretty face as I slowly dribbled warm maple syrup on her nipple causing her to gasp. It was fascinating to see it slowly cover her breast. I chose a different flavor and repeated the process on the other nipple. I took yet a third flavor and slowly dribbled it down her flat tummy, around her belly button, and as close to her sex as I dared. I then reached for the ice.