They seemed to be getting along fine with Sharon and the young guy she’d hooked up with last winter. That was definitely lasting longer than anyone ...xpected.“Yes. After all the coaching we did and the sample tests, it came out the way I wanted it to. There’s no sense turning my back on what I worked hard to accomplish. It sucks that the emphasis will be on winter games for the 2022 Olympics, but there are a lot of international summer competitions. It remains to be seen whether I strictly run. “Fuck.”I tried it again just to be sure. It didn’t budge. My hopes were already getting dashed. Why would the front door be open? I shook my head in annoyance. I stepped back and looked around. They had a back door and a side door. I had been in the house a few times, they were our neighbors. I looked around, feeling like a thief.What if someone called 911 on me? I was naked. Could I pretend I was sleepwalking? This suddenly felt like it was a bad idea.But it’ll be so hot if you succeed, Spice. “Take this off,” she muttered, tugging at my shirt hungrily. I began unbuttoning the shirt, but eventually became too impatient and ripped it away, revealing my black bra with the tiny bow. She stood back and seemed to like what she saw. “Cute,” she commented, smiling. I kicked off my boots and she continued to unravel my tights down my legs. I went to slip off my skirt but she stopped me. “Uh uh,” she said, almost breathless. “Leave that on, it’s hot!” She then opened her shirt to reveal a. Steven moved from his chair and knelt in front of her taking her hands in his. He did nothing more, waiting for her to react."Uncle Steven, hug me, ple-ease."He did so. Only their faces and shoulders could be in contact.There were no words to comfort her. All he could do was let her sob her sorrow out. He could rub her back and that he did, not sensually but firmly and lovingly.At last she calmed down and, taking Steven's head in her hands, looked him in the eye."Thank you," she said. "Thank.