I don’t want to hear a fucking sound out of you right now.’ I blink and nod my head. Still looking me in the eye, he pins both my hands underneat... his one hand while the other hand reaches underneath my skirt, grabs my underwear at one side and pulls, I hear a ripping sound and I gasp. He moves his face closer to mine, those blue eyes boring into me and says ‘Not a fucking sound.’ He pauses a second before bringing his mouth to mine, slow at first, his lips grazing my lips, his tongue. .uh...I need to use the ladies room..." Are you okay?" I asked, concerned over how startled she looked."I'm fine, I just need a quick bathroom break...uh...women's issues..."Thinking fast, I replied, "How about we just use those bushes down the hill for our bathroom this time? It looks like the most private spot around this place." Okay...uh...gather up some branches for us to make a fire and promise me you won't look in my direction," she said, almost in a state of panic."Sure, of course," I. " Ok. Guess I will talk to you in a day or two. Call me if you notice any changes in the earths condition you think I should know about." Greg said."Will do. In the meantime, go shovel some snow!" Steve joked. Hanging up.By now everyone in the house was awake, having been told that Greg had received a phone call. It took him a while to answer all the questions and fill everyone in on what his brother said.Mrs. Graso got busy with breakfast, and soon everyone was eating a cheerful breakfast. The. He dumped his things on the sofa and looked around. Except for the light he had turned on, it’s still dark everywhere else. He loosened his tie and looked around. He went inside their room, nothing. He looked in the den, in the dining room, in the guestroom; he even went inside the laundry room, all nothing. A bit worried now, he entered his home office, flicked the lights open and smiled. A vase filled with red roses sat on the middle of his table and in his big leather office chair, her. She.