Celeste stiffened but did not shy away from the light contact. ‘What are you doing Terence?’ She watched his brows furrow as he considered his ans...er for some time. ‘I believe I am affirming what I did to you. I am …’ his voice trailed off as he considered further. She watched in rapt attention. His eyebrows rose in exclamation at his conclusion, as he continued. ‘I am pleased that I hurt you.’ Her whole body trembled with excitement as she heard his words. ‘Yes, then you are still very much my. “I was thinking I’d like to go back to the lake today,” she suggested.“That’s not a good idea.”Glancing at him, she smiled. “Even with real bathing suits?”Grandpa shuffled slightly. He looked at her, his blue eyes warm, no crinkles of amusement. “Even with real bathing suits.”“Why?”“Rachael, honey, you can blame the Greeks.”“The Greeks? Why?”“Pandora’s box, which was, in fact, a jar.”“Huh?”Grandpa put his arm over her shoulders. She leaned against him.“In Greek mythology, in Hesiod’s Works and. "You can relax, Joe. I'm dressed. I didn't want to jump right into it. Besides, it's a little chilly this morning. The forecast is supposed to get much nicer the next few days so you might not be so lucky this weekend," joked Aunt Jane as she sat down to eat her breakfast.Friday afternoons, I had free and since she would not be back until late, I took the time to sit and think about what Aunt Jane was proposing. What if she had come into the kitchen completely naked when she came down for. He would chase her, and she would giggle. When he caught her (her fight was only half-hearted, after all), he'd roll her on top of him in the grass. She'd sit low on his stomach, smiling down at him (strange, because he wasn't sure he'd ever seen her smile). That's when she'd notice it -- that long, hard thing in his pants.Her eyes would widen. She would be nervous, but curiousity always got the better of her. She was never sure, but he was. He'd convince her how much fun they could have. He'd.