At least, she wasn't performing a striptease right in front of him. Instead, she was wriggling around beneath the towel, trying to keep all her import...nt bits out of sight, while Mr Devonshire watched her with amusement."There," she announced, clutching the towel firmly around her shoulders and checking to see that she was all decently tucked away inside. She dropped her bra on the table and hurriedly hid it beneath the soggy T-shirt. "I'll go and find something dry to wear." You'd better. Why not? Of course what I ought to do is tan it myself, first. For teasing your poor old uncle so mercilessly.” “You’re right,” I quickly agreed, pushing myself up on my knees, then settling back on my heels. “Do you want to use your hand or your belt,” trying very hard to convey to him that if he said belt, I would remove it for him. He looked me searchingly in the eyes for several seconds, then, “My hand will be sufficient, Jenny.” I just waited, because with no chair for him to sit on, I. He was nervous, and my brain went into overdrive wondering if this was the reason that Mom and Dad didn't get a hold of me, that something had happened. That's what he told me the absolute worst news; my mom and dad and uncle had been involved in a horrible accident at my parents's house. the fire marshal was still trying to figure out what was going on but it seems like all three of them had died in a house fire overnight.I was shattered.The next few days were an absolute blur. Lawyers,. That, and his pants were the only items of clothing getting in the way. I looked up to study his body, and noticed his dark chest hairs. I smiled, and blushed deeply, and tried to turn away from his naked form, but he took my face in his hands, and forced me to look at him. “I will say it again. Do not look away from me. Do not be ashamed of what you are doing. Embrace it.” His words were stern, and powerful. “Yes sir.” I could feel myself liking that term for him. After all, it was as if he.