.. 2... I thought about him, his eyes, his laughter. 3... 4... the way that he stared at me like I was the only one that mattered. 5... 6... The way h...s hair was at a funny angle. 7... 8... and his lopsided grin that showed shiny white teeth. 9...10... I reached the top of the stairs in a daze. I could feel the juices swelling up inside me and I knew that I needed some sweet release. I pulled out my card and swiped my door. It opened with a soft groan to reveal a table, with a vase of roses and. I stretched and wiggled about as best as I could, breathing deeplydespite the smell of sweat and urine that hung in the thick, humid air.It was still hot and stagnant in my room, though a little better. Thepiss beneath me had dried somewhat during the night, but now the sheetwas stiff and scratchy, and the panties too were stiff with the stain.My shoulders were throbbing with my movement, but my hands and feetwere numb and my fingers and toes started to tingle a bit as I wiggledthem back to. ”Tina slid up to more of a sitting position. Looking at her uncle the girl replied earnestly, “I’m ready! What is it?”He was staring intently at her now. Tina felt a chill run up her spine when his eyes left hers and moved down her body.“There’s one important wifely chore,” he was explaining, “no one’s done for me in a long time. Not since your aunt got sick. It’s been too long.”Tina nodded. She felt a mixture of confusion and expectation as she listened to him speak.“Remember what we did a. Talk later, okay, bro?" John left and went to his next interview. Craig mulled over what he had been told, hardly noticing the figures he was working with on his computer. It was a long day. He wanted to get home to Gretchen, his wife. They had married last year and he had finally got her trained properly. He might be a peon here in the office but he was a Master at home. Arriving home at 6:00 o'clock that evening, with some flowers in hand, Craig opened the door knowing what he would find. His.