If the glass door had been clear she may have seen me and if she didn’t have her special earplugs in she may have heard me coming in and talking to ...er. If any of those cases had been truly in my favor she wouldn’t have reacted the way she did. As soon as the glass door opened and she noticed that someone was there she screamed out. I had never heard her scream so loud.The next thing I knew Maxine had run into the bathroom and was looking around Elena all wide eyed.“What’s going on? Is everyone. I admired the smooth skin and toned muscles. She did something physical, like swimming or something. There was no polish on her toenails. “Are you a dancer?” I asked. I rubbed her leg with my fingertips. She sniffled once, but said in her soft voice, “No, I do some martial arts, kung fu and a little tai chi.” I kept rubbing her leg. Her skin was perfect. My hand slid along her hip. “Tai chi? Isn’t that like super slow arm waving or something?” She laughed a little. “Well, it can look like that,. Matt could only stare. There before him stood what was no longer his little girl, but a voluptuous woman. “Oh my god, Bri, you’re simply stunning,” he whispered, trying not to choke up. He reached up and ran his fingers over her pussy, slipping them through her slit causing her to hiss with arousal. “Go kneel in front of my chair, pet,” he commanded without looking up.“Yes, Daddy,” Bri instantly responded and strolled calmly to the front door and walked into the house. Matt followed,. Cassie blinked. “From Hollywood?” She regretted it immediately; it seemed a stupid thing to say. But Uncle Max nodded three times in reply. “Yes indeed, and there’s no need to ask who you are. Steve boy, you didn’t tell me she was such a peach.”“Uncle Max, meet Cassie,” Steve said. His usually unruly hair was slicked back with some kind of treatment. He looked incredibly handsome, even if the suit didn’t quite fit. The Lodge House had a long bank of windows that were utterly black on a winter.