He had seen her in their shared gym class. She hadn’t been one of the many girls to fondle in the showers throughout the week, but he had noticed he... all the same. In fact he had wished that she had been the only one fondling him.He got down stairs just as she was about the open the drawer in which she had seen the partial cover. He cringed as he realized what drawer it was. His father had decided that he wouldn’t hide the facts of life from his son. In accordance with that, he didn’t bother. Aunt Wendy claims that it was stillborn, but that seems a bit convenient, don’t you think?” Stacey expressed her own thoughts on our mutual aunt, Wendy Flanagan, who had never married.“Rather convenient, yes. That’s my brother ... our brother ... or sister out there somewhere, if alive. No body for burial. No grave. No tombstone. No ashes. No urn. I think that I will get the truth out of her, if nothing else. Does she still collect an annuity from the estate?” I wondered aloud.“Yeah, she does.. Once inside I quickly scan the room to get my bearings. Music is blasting from hidden speakers all through out the building. The bar is directly across from me but between it and I is the dance floor that is filled with people that are bumping, grinding, and swaying to the beat of the music. I push my way through these people and make it to the bar. Once there I hop onto a bar stool and get the attention of the bartender and order a dry Martini. Once I have my drink I turn around and scan the. I could almost hear the throbbing between my legs as my arousal went skyward. This was a very sensual massage. Oh, was it."Please turn, now," Bryant asked and I swallowed and rolled over. He placed his hands on my breasts and began to very gently trace his fingertips around my nipples. Oh, I know I was making the sheets wet underneath me. His touch was feather light. Just teasing my nipples which were hard and swollen.Oh, this guy knows his way around a woman's body.After he got my nipples all.