I am very open with my family.”I thought about it, “Why is Nate running so late?”She turned on the stair, looking me in the eye. “I asked him ...o be scarce. He knew I was going to make a play for you.”My eyes opened wide and before I could say anything, she put a finger to my mouth.“Don’t be mad at him. He really likes you, but it was more buddy-buddy than lovey-dovey. I think he felt that way but never really put it in words until we talked. I don’t know if you are in love with my brother and. After several minutes of what I call ‘sweet torture’ where my touches were ‘there’ but not quite…I stopped moving my hands and simply marveled at the feel of her warmth. This is what I call ‘sweeter torture’. Our mutual goal, the destination of where we each want my hands to be, met but not quite. When I felt I couldn’t take it any longer I waited still. Her body seemed to be in constant motion as she tried to move under my hands pressing herself against them. The next time I sensed her hips. ”“That’s exactly what makes it right, Patrick. You know what you’re doing, and you ooze a sexuality that guys my age don’t know. I just know you can make it perfect.”“Are you very sure it’s what you want?”“Do you think I would work this hard and this long to get something I wasn’t sure about? I’m legal, there’s nothing wrong in this. I really need to have sex, and we both know I’m going to soon, but I’d really prefer it to be with you.” My words obviously made sense to him, but his response. Jennifer grabbed the ever familiar backpack and emptied the contents onto my coffee table. She set up a make-up mirror that had lights on the sides and explained to me that overhead light was not ideal for putting on make-up and that I needed light from the side to make sure everything would be perfect. Once it was set up, they explained all the different brushes and colors and how I would use each item. The lesson continued for several hours with them directing me and me applying each layer.