" You're welcome," she whispered.Keeping my eyes locked to hers, I said, "Oh, we wouldn't bother you, but since you're here, we do love that Chex mix....Do you have more?"She tore her eyes away from mine to look at the bowl."Oh! Of course. I knew you would want more. I was going to make another batch while you were playing, but then ... well ... my plans got changed."She looked directly down at me as she said, "I'm sorry, it's going to take a while. I wish I hadn't forgotten. I'm so ashamed...". Anna- really?me- yes(she finally calms down).anna - ok , i am gonna go back to my room (but she suddenly notices my pants, as i put my pants on in a hurry , i forgot to close my pant zipper and just buttoned my pant.she noticed a little bit of precum on my underwear too , fuck!)i just kept staring at her , i guess she realised i was masturbating with her on my mind.i finally came back to my senses and utteredme - you are not going to tell you parents are you?( with a slight grin on my. He pulled her up so he could peel down her trousers and knickers from her pale, wet doughy flesh. She just stood there, arms round herself, each hand trying unsuccessfully to cup her large breasts, teeth chattering and eyes shut tight as if she were still in the rain.Quickly, he walked her to the bathroom, and turned on the shower for her. He held her close as they waited for the water to run hot, and then he gently nudged her in under the sprinkling heat. Her head still bowed, and arms round. This was one of his plans.”No surprise there. I asked her, “Where is your hot water heater?”“I’ll show you, in the basement. Why? We cannot have any hot water, after 5 days?”I agreed. “Nope, you likely don’t. What you do have, however, is 30 to 50 gallons of clean water. Let’s grab some pans and pitchers, and get some.”We trooped into the basement, and by flash light emptied a couple of quarts into the first pan. It looked sort of rusty, from the accumulated sediment. When I switched to the.