I took my time in the bath, shaved my legs, and scrubbed my skin leaving it to feel silky smooth. I took extra time to apply my make-up, straightened ...y hair and pulled on my denim shorts, a black lace bra and a black tank top, slid on my comfy flip-flops and headed out the door. After grabbing some breakfast and window shopping, I headed to the movie theater. It had been so long since I had taken the time to go and being so early in the day there weren’t many people there. I figured I would go. .. this.OK, not like "this", per se. I'd have to put on some actual clothes. ButI couldn't avoid living life, no matter how confused or frightened Iwas. So I texted her back."Sure thing. See you then."Shit. What the hell did I just get myself into? OK, I was going to thegym, which -- based on my physique -- is something I probably did often,which meant...I interrupted my own thoughts to head over to the closet. I opened thedoor and there on the floor was exactly what I was expecting: a gym. "I was coming to bring you more blankets, but by the size of that cock, I think your warm enough."She walked all the way in the room. I was so embarrassed, but my cock didn't go down. I was naked in bed, staring at my Aunt. she was a wearing a night shirt. She had just turned 40, but her body was still amazing, especially those D cup breasts. "Ryan," She pulled off her night shirt reveling her completely naked body, I could feel my cock hardening even more, "It's been a while since your. At nine o'clock next morning she arose, and without ringing for her maid or giving the least sign of her activity, she dressed herself in the same simple style as on the previous night; then running down-stairs, she left the hotel, walked to the Rue de Provence, called a cab, and drove to M. de Villefort's house. For the last month this wretched house had presented the gloomy appearance of a lazaretto infected with the plague. Some of the apartments were closed within and without; the shutters.