She grabbed the red paint then, splashing a streak of red across the canvas. She grabbed the blue then bending over the canvas to pour a small pool of...the rich color onto the corner, trailing a small line to the opposite corner. Her shirt rose higher, the soft curves of her thighs leading to a perfect view of her moist lips. He groaned then, letting the door shut slowly as she stood up, turning to look at him. A seductive smile spread across her lips, her eyes alive with lust. Shawn reached. I'd come home with a lot of hope. OK, she was still recovering from Quiller running her down, I figured, these things take time to come back from. She'd been a pretty sick girl when I'd seen her that day in the hospital, they'd held her in that damn "induced coma" for three full weeks, she'd just finally woke up, of course it would be a while for her to recuperate. Thanksgiving ought to do it, I hoped. Well, OK, maybe Thanksgiving was too quick, Christmas for sure.But we were past Thanksgiving,. ” She shrugged, her small firm breasts barely moving under her translucent blouse, “They’re not going to do it,” she declared.Colin gave a start of surprise; “They’re not?”“No,” replied Leslie. “My father has always said that he would have no truck with slavers, pirates or hostage takers. Anyone who ended up as a prisoner had better hope that he could rescue them because he wouldn’t pay a centi-credit for their release.”The young woman hung her head and said very softly, “And he wouldn’t want. Suddenly she caught me ogling at her breasts.P: What are you looking at?Me: Nothing aunty. I freaked out.P: Stop lying and tell me what was you doing.I stayed silent and kept my head down. I was afraid she gonna tell my parents and I’ll be dead. She asked me to get her some water from kitchen. As soon I got up she saw my boner. As I came back with water she was staring at my boner and was looking angry. She held the glass from my hand and touched my fingers and asked me to keep standing. She.