I should have it fixed before you finish the soufflé. Bon. A bientôt. See you this evening." He snapped the phone closed and pulled a leather book t...wards him. From where she was standing, Samantha saw that it was a calendar. He scribbled a little note in it and closed it, putting it back on top of the pile."Are you feeling a little better, Samantha?" he asked standing. "Can I offer you something to drink?" He walked over the closet that held the washing machine, pulled it open, and then opened. " Tara smiled at Mary's semi-anguished lament and said that she had really enjoyed the entire week of being Tara. "The picking of the prom gown, the learning of all things that go into being a girl, the beauty salon hairdo and manicure and the prom are things that I do not want to turn my back on. I have enjoyed all of them. Mom, if it's acceptable to you, I would like to remain as little sister Tara in the evenings and on weekends as my big sister Mary has suggested. I love my big sister. ” He shrugged casually, a daring twinkle in his eye. She felt her heart pause for a moment as she tried to digest what she had heard. “What did you say?” she exclaimed. “You heard me!” he laughed. “I think you should explore this wild -side you mentioned before and do something impulsive.” He winked and placed a hand on the back of her chair. She could feel her hands start to sweat. A mix of fear and excitement was running through her whole body. Fear of the unknown and the shock of. .." You say with a smirk. You trail you fingers slowly above my slit, up my side and give my breast a firm caress. You release my hair and slide your hand out of my shirt. "Oh no...I do want !!" I said louder than I intended. "I want you to take me now" I go to turn...then you say...."take off your clothes ....slowly"I slid slowly out of my pants...swaying my ass in front of you as I shimmy them off. I lift my shirt little by little over my head. You turn on some music and I take this as my que.