Then, she did something he would never have dreamed of. She looked down and put a thumb into the elastic of her scrub pants, then pulled them down to ...eveal a pale pink cotton thong with a small, but definitely growing, wet patch visible at the front. She looked him in the eye. “Think you could help with this?” she said.John couldn’t keep his boner hidden any longer. It was way too fucking painful for a start. He uncrossed his legs and, after bringing his jaw back off the floor, said “sure, I’m. Cindy started to excuse herself to go back into the parlor and Dan told her that if he could be of any help for her to contact him. She thanked him for the offer.About twenty minutes later Dan left the funeral parlor.Later in the following week Dan received a phone call and was surprised to find that it was Cindy Rollins phoning him.Cindy said, “Sorry to bother you but you did say to call if you could be of help.”“Sure, what can I do to help?”“Mother is hell bent to get rid of Fred’s trophy. .and he likes femboys??!I It happened last Christmas Eve. I fell asleep listening to the snow fall just outside my window. I was comfy under my layers of warm blankets I clutched tightly, in the black lace panties and red lingerie night dress or nighty I wear to bed. A loud thud on the roof above me startled me awake and I heard the jingles of bells and the sounds of an a****l sneezing. A few seconds later I heard what sounded like someone walking around in my living room downstairs. Still. We've heard your parts during the introductory bit; now you must pipe down and support her. But play with her, too. Play together. Collaborate on the music. Each part alone is of little worth."For the next fifteen minutes, Nelson was a fount of ideas for how to work on the movement. His suggestions applied to the three of them, not just to Richard, and Richard found himself considering things about the music he had not thought of.Then Nelson abruptly stood up in the middle of one passage..