She had always sensed that her eccentric mentor was grooming her to be able to interpret her peculiar sexual fantasies. But Thalia had always guided h...r well since she was a child. No matter how many butterflies were bouncing around in her stomach now, she had to trust her. “And this is what we have to work with, Caleigh dear,” Thalia said as she turned and looked at August. She rubbed him on his rounded shoulder. In his dance attire, Caleigh could finally see the long, strong muscles Thalia. . Jesus. I gave a nervous laugh. Think Cruel Intentions style… we have something awesome here, but… it cant stop you from getting on with youre life. If you sink into depravity, thats fine as long as you are able to crawl back out again. I was flushing red. Somehow saying it aloud brought back the abhorrance of incest, pushed away by proper brotherly feelings, but the dark side was always there. I … I want this, as I think you do, but … A lump coagulated in my throat. Say something… Please…. Often it is the little things that have the most impact on us. Take that passing comment for example. I dwelled on it all morning at work. During meetings, interacting with other coworkers, the tiny voice in the back of my mind was hers, and it was saying "tell me about it." She wanted to know details of the self pleasure that was yet to come. She knew that my "kink" tended towards the grotesque or more obvious expressions and acts of lust (much more so than her refined tastes). She had stuck a. Kim waited for an opening in the conversation and then said, "Excuse me,Carol, can I get to the microwave?" I'm not done yet," was her curt reply. She continued on with whatevershe had been saying to the Intern. It seemed like the same old powerplay - always quick to talk down management and always blaming someoneelse for the problems she experienced.Kim realized Carol had no intention of either using or relinquishing themicrowave, so she decided to introduce herself to the poor soul Carol.