So as I remove it I see there's a one inch hole. So I look in and see it goes right into the guests bathroom. We haver forced hot air and the hole cam... through the back of that resister and someone had painted it black so nobody could see you. I laughed it off as who is going to look at their k**s.almost a year goes by and my wife's younger sister comes to stay. She's 22 5' nothing and pretty as hell. We had three k**s and was nice to have her around as my wife worked nights to help out. Well. The other day when I was in the bathroom I saw a pair of Bree's panties in the corner. I dont know what came over me but I picked them up and the next thing I knew I was breathing in her scent as I touched myself. Part of me was so disgusted with myself but another part of me was panting with excitement. Twice I stopped what I was doing as the part that felt disgusted won out over my excited side. The third time however I was unable to stop. I held them tightly to my nose for a little while.. " He turned to Lauren. "Any time you're ready."I looked at her. She was pale and trembling. I pulled her to me and hugged her, whispering, "You don't have to do this. We can find anoth..." No," she cut me off. "I have to try." She pulled back a bit, and then planted a lingering kiss on me. "Just in case I don't get a chance to do that again," she whispered.Before I could reply, she pulled free and walked unhesitatingly to the middle of the raised platform, turning around and facing us at its. She crooked her finger, and when I went to her she said, "I just lost my husband. I killed his murderers. I'm lonely, scared, hurt, and horny. I'll be damned if I sleep alone tonight."With that, she started to remove her clothing - all of her clothing! She was magnificent!I confess that I was feeling at least some of what she was. At least the scared, lonely, and horny parts. I, too, had just bagged my first thug. The man needed killing, but the after action experience was no thrill.Both naked,.