As I entered the house, I noticed the vacuum cleaner in the lounge and Chantelle no where to bee seen. I went to go find her to tell her I would be wo...king from home today. As I approached my bedroom I saw Chantelle’s reflection in the mirrored wardrobe, she was standing there caressing her body dressed in MY dark blue satin dirty panties and matching bra. She obviously didn’t here me come in as she was now starting to pull the front of MY panties up the crack her pussy and mumbling something,. Our eyes met after a long time and by the looks from her eyes,somehow I sensed that she had obliged.I with some hesitation touched her blouse that covered her huge breasts.It was indeed a dream come true moment.Inside I was overjoyed that she had finally consented to let me touch her.I pushed her slowly indicating her to lie down on the bed.She did and I started ‘feeling’ her body.I hugged and caressed her and she actually hugged me back.I then went for her blouse.I have had no experience in. Hollowed cheeks, gaunt frame spoke of iron control and wild helplessness, the faint taste of bile lingered at the back of her throat. Beauty was fickle, the slender frame now skeletal, ravaged by years of starvation and her skin sagged on her dejectedly, the lines that burrowed into her brow premature. Rumpled clothing, the kind that one bought in the attempt to feign wealth, in cut that nearly draped beautifully, save for the cheap cloth and subtle imperfection, clung in silent witness to the. We have to be there for one another. We are all human and therefore weak.’ ‘I also know who this family is. Do you remember how you went out of your way when your Aunt Iwona was hospitalized? Over five years ago I saw you verbally take down and refuse any compromise for help from an older charge nurse that was not doing her job. Your Aunt needed serious help then and there, and you stepped up to the plate. You are just like your father, and this is paying it forward for who you are.’ Bill broke.