I have fisted the comforter in both hands. I can't believe how nervous and excited I'm feeling! "Breath", I tell myself. I hadn't even noticed I was h...lding my breath until then. Slowly, so painstakingly slowly, the door opens. My nipples harden instantly. A quiet moan slips from me. I slide my hand up my stomach and caress one of my breast, tweaking my nipple with a hard pinch. You walk into the room and let the door close behind you. You grab the only chair in the room, drag it over to the. So I, or a colleague, will be near to make sure Melissa is safe." Shouldn't you tell the Police?" Oh, we have. But they aren't convinced ... and they have plenty else to worry about. Anyway, someone will be nearby. Probably in the relatives' waiting area. We won't get in your way." Oh ... Well..." The Sister broke off and turned back to Melissa. "Come along, and I'll take you to your father. I'll get you a mask. Please don't touch anything. You can hold his hand and talk to him by all. But he knew of her story, and was amazed to find that she too had been imprisoned in the tower and that they had spent so much of their years separate yet next to each other- roommates of sort- prisoners of similar cubicles, yet on different levels and for vastly different reasons. His confinement was due to his curse, and the increasing unsightliness he bore about himself, hers for reasons not fully crystalline to any but her. But at the feast, in the midst of the laughter and joy the. I told her I came for her and hugged her. She tried to move from my grip but later cooperated. She was wearing a cotton nighty and her boobs were pressing hard on my chest.I started kissing her neck and she was moaning. I knew I was having her in my grip. I started moving from neck to chicks. She was moaning and once I moved to lips she objected I forced and kissed her and in few minutes she started cooperating and we smooched for nearly half hour she was moaning like hell. I couldn’t control.