I quickly sat down on the toilet, even as I heard the front door slam, then moments later the sound of Kathy's feet as she literally flew up the stair..., then running down the hall past where I was at, into her bedroom with the door once again slamming behind her."Ah oh!" I thought to myself, "She's pissed!" Giving me even more reason to try and hide my presence from her, which I now hoped I could accomplish by quietly slipping out of the bathroom and back down the stairs to my own room before. We looked each other straight in the eyes as I twisted and squeezed her rock hard nipple. She tried to get her heavy breath under control while her body let out small shakes. Her eyes begged me to stop. Should I let go I asked her and she nodded. I need a please I commented, and she managed to let out a whimpering please. I let me fingers slide gently across her breast and now very sensitive nipple, again sending shivers through her body. Carly slid down from the table and jumped on the ground. “I am sorry for yelling at you like that.”“My feelings are undamaged, Ericson. There is no need to apologize.”“Maybe if your emotional subroutines were fully functional, you would.”“My emotions might not express correctly or function properly, but I do see distress in your face when compared to yesterday. Are you well?”“No, I am not,” he replied sternly to her.“It is recommended that when one is in distress to talk to another individual.”“True ... there is not many for me to talk to though,” he. Times were tough and our only other option was to move in with her parents while we get back on our feet. After moving in, the household consisted of myself, my girlfriend, my girlfriends mother, and my girlfriends stepfather, who by the way was a complete loser and asshole.Her mother had never really liked me but had begun to come around, and actually began to accept me as her daughters boyfriend. Although she had been a bitch at first I always caught myself looking at her. She was about 44 at.