He didn't seem mad or anything. If fact he actually seemed quite happy. I sat down and picked up the bottle of syrup my dad had place before me. I pou...ed a generous amount of syrup over my pancakes, while hoping this wasn't an act and my dad wasn't about to start screaming any minute. Screaming about how disappointed he was in me, how his little girl wasn't so innocent any more. But my fear was misplaced and my dad never started screaming. Slowly I relaxed as I ate my pancakes.Dale came into. As an only c***d my curiosity about the opposite sex was limited at best. It was summer vacation and my parents had planned a trip abroad and gave me two options. I could go with them or go stay with my Aunt Rose. The trip sounded boring and my aunt had always been nice to me so I opted to stay with her. My mother and her sister looked so much alike that if it wasn’t for Aunt Rose’s heavier figure a guy could really get mixed up. Mom packed my suitcase to make sure I had everything I needed and. Taking a large breath to calm my heart, I looked up to see you staring into my eyes. You were the last one in the room and sat there with a smile on your soft lips that invited me to further our play. I swallowed hard and took another look around the room to make sure we were alone. I started to stand and walk towards the door, saying something about reading hours and offering help.To your pleasant surprise, I locked the door and walked back towards you, my cock thrusting out before me. I had. Nailah was an artist, an amazing artist in fact. She worked in several mediums but painting was her favorite. She wanted nothing more than to quit her nine to five and paint all day, every day. Roderick wanted nothing more than for her to quit her job and paint all day as well in a huge loft with real sunlight. He loved his wife and he supported her dreams. He knew it was not a question of IF she would become a famous artist one day, it was just a matter of when her big break would come. .