The cuddling we did and hugging just feltright, but at the same time the thought of going further just seemed tooweird for me. After several moments, ... quit trying to figure it out, andjust let our friendship be whatever it is going to be. If that includesnothing more than the closeness we've had, that's perfectly fine with me.After applying the lotion that Jen had gotten me started using I startedto pick out an outfit for church. I had brought several, finally decidingon a light blue dress. Or at least desperately wanted to know ... what was next.All the words I should be saying to him, the man thought. In that moment he realized his hands were frozen on the top button of his own shirt, crisp and sharp-edged earlier in the day, wilting now, large patches of sweat staining the fabric under his arms. He unbuttoned the button and then stretched out his arms.The boy stepped forward, taking the first of the three steps that separated them. He was pulled forward, pushed forward, not by. PS: your Brian clothes are at the foot of the bed along with your shoes.Sweet dreamsAuntie Sheila xxI suddenly had the urge to pee, as I made for the door, I saw my reflection in the wardrobe mirror, I still had the curly red haired wig on and I looked so girly, I crossed to the bathroom, peed and proceeded back to the bedroom.I could hear Auntie breathing heavily and as her door was slightly ajar, so I stole a peak in, she was sound asleep and her covers were half off revealing her nightie, oh. " Mommasaid. "Now doesn't your Sister look sweet? she's certainly more well-mannered than either of you. Something you may wish to cultivate if youwant to avoid more punishment when we get home." Momma looked at me, "Goahead Sweetie you're doing fine."After we'd tried on and decided what we wanted, Momma had everything rangup together."The car is in row five. Please take everything and put it in the trunkthen meet us at Alexander's, we'll be waiting," Momma told them."Alexander's?" I asked."Yes.