They are great, but they do not budget for such things. I was hoping I could come here…and ask…no, I apologize. It was not fair of me to ask.’ S...e stood in some embarrassment and gathered herself up, hurrying toward the door. He thought he could see moisture and emotion in her beautiful eyes as she turned away from him. He rose, and closed the distance between them before she reached the door. ‘Margot, wait! Why is this so important to you? Why this class? Why now? There must be more to it. I wonder what it would be like to worship her feet. I think about her sitting on the couch in my parents living room at a family party, me sitting on the floor and every once in a while just giving them a sniff or brushing my lips across them. I imagine her sitting there getting so wet while we think about sneaking downstairs and fucking like crazy. I think the most fucked up thought I've been having lately actually is what has stemmed all of this taboo fantasy. Thinking about my sister in law. Hubby's away and I'm here to play." She kept looking at me with a mischievous sparkle in her eyes.I grinned, not quite believing my luck. I took her hand and pulled her inside, slapping her ass as she glided past me. She walked straight to my living room and sat on the edge of the sofa. I followed her in and was mesmerised by her swaying hips.I was suddenly very aware I was wearing nothing but a towel. She sat looking at me "Lose the towel," she ordered. "Lose the t-shirt," I replied.She stood. After the bathroom incident I headed back home because I was just tired. Tired of everything. Tired of being the looked down upon. Tired of being the butt of everyone's jokes. I just wanted to focus on me and getting my shit together. Chloe did stop by the next day to check on me to ask why I left without telling her. I made up some bullshit story about not feeling well and not wanting to be a party-pooper, so I just left. She asked if I wanted to hang out some more, but I politely.