"Now, Aaron, I know you were looking in my bedroom window last night."I almost fainted. I was caught. Oh, I was really caught. I felt my face turn sca...let as I said, "Oh, it couldn't have been me. I didn't do that." Aaron, my friend saw your reflection in my bedroom mirror and I know you were there. So, you can't deny it. You were looking in, weren't you?" Um, well, I might have, kind of looked in just for a minute." You know I could tell your parents. Or even call the police." Oh, no, please. ‘Lets go in there!’ ‘Are you sure Dear?’‘As soon as I make a suggestion you give me anargument.’ ‘OK! OK! If this is where you want to go.’ Before I had finished the sentence she was getting outof the car. I locked the car and followed her in to theplace. It looked just as shabby inside as it didoutside. Well from what I could see of it, it was verydimly lit. I suppose that helped hide the tatty decor. We had a couple of drinks at the bar then. "I want to try something," shesaid as she wrote something on a piece of paper. "I want you to take thishome and tape it to the mirror in Misty's bathroom."I looked at the sheet.call me: Dr. Jennifer Wyatt585-3782"Maybe Misty will call, maybe she won't, but I don't think it will harmanything to try. If you ever need to talk to me at all, even as Mitchell,call that number. That's my cell phone." Okay, thank you. I'll see you next Wednesday then?" Yes. And I do stress, call me if you need. Now Patti cupped her full breasts, caressing them softly imagining it was his hands upon her doing just that. She palmed the nipples, allowing her hands to slide easily across them, the oil paving the way for such a tender gentle caress. She lifted them, pressing her fingers lightly into her supersensitive skin, then released them, once again feathering her nipples, though adding now the first of several 'tweaks' of each with her pinching fingers."Oh fuck," she moaned becoming increasingly more.