Natasha reluctantly agreed she was right as she changed into the schoolgirl outfit. As Natasha waited on stage awaiting her performance, she was liter...lly scared as she would be performing in front of a mainly male audience. Natasha had experienced performing on stage due to a dance troupe her & Claire formed as teenagers taking part in local talent shows where they gained rave reviews. Performing on stage wouldn't normally be a problem given that but it was the fact she'd be taking her clothes. That question Donald brushes aside saying it would be soon, but they haven’t made plans for it yet.Donald then takes her around the building showing her the various lab rooms, interview suites, and conference rooms. All are clean and comfortable. The lab rooms, where staff interacts with clients, are all in white, but with comfortable beds, chairs, and other features. One room did have different furniture and implements in it, leaning towards their basement playroom. The other rooms all had. Time passed and I was getting so fucking hard I hurt.It was around 9:30 when my sister said she was going to bed and putting the baby to bed as well. 

"Don't stay up too late and don't freeze" she said when she left. I got up, put more logs in the fire but when I wanted to sit back, my niece had gotten up with the blanket and wanted to sit on the grass right by the fire, so we sat and wrapped the blanket around us. 

"I really liked feeling your arm on my breasts uncle".
"I share the feeling,. . forever?" Yeah?" Yeah," I said."No," he said."No?" Yeah, no. What changed?"Oh shit. Here's where I should have prepared a speech.He backed up and put his hands on his hips."Ah... I've been miserable without you." Yeah. Good. And me without you. So what?"I smiled at him. He tried to keep a straight face against my smile, but it was a losing battle. I tipped my hat at him."City's still city; country's still country," he said."Like I care," I said."You did," he said.I shrugged. "I've had losses..