As she was lifting her head from the fountain, she felt a hand gently slide up her leg underneath her skirt and another hand rest itself on her hip. S...e froze. The one hand stroked her inner thy, and then slid up even farther to rhythmically smooth over her panties. She felt a warmth build up in between her legs. Kayla knew she should walk away, but this had never happened to her before (most guys knew where she stood on this kind of thing), and she was intrigued. She stifled a noise of alarm. – Janos Arnay Frankie’s walk to the subway each morning was a routine that she usually did half aware. She rarely looked up at other commuters and rarely noticed the neighborhood that she walked through. The six block walk from her third floor apartment to the subway station was a blur. Only when she was safely at her desk did she come out of her stupor and focus on the world around her. She felt safe at her desk. She felt safe in her apartment. It was everything in between that was a problem.. .............................It happened on vacation (and continued at home) pt 6.(I can understand why i****t is considered taboo, I mean the whole issue of "breeding to close to the gene pool" and all that is legitimate but there is another aspect to it which is tangible but not quite explainable (at least I can't explain it, even to myself) rather it is felt inside, at least I think I feel it. It can be special yet it's obviously fraught with peril. I love my sister in a way I never would. Judy and Diane have to do some Motherand Daughter things, but we will see them tomorrow, I am sure.I want to have you all to myself this afternoon and evening. With youlooking so divine, I think I will take you somewhere you will like andbuy you a present to celebrate your first Perm. Would you like that,Wendy darling?" Oh, yes, Mother dear!"After I had paid the bill and tipped Max very nicely, I was proud towalk out of the Salon with my daughter on my arm. The first breezeoutside did nothing.