It looked as if it were bleeding before but the bleeding had stopped. I knew it would dry up soon, I had gotten much worse injuries from soccer. I was...one of the taller boys in middle school and the tallest on my soccer team at a near 59. I had grown three inches in the last six months or so. I was reminded of this when my last pair of dry sweatpants barely reached my ankles. I was surprised to come downstairs to find aunt Jillian bent over slightly poking at the fire. Her tight legs looked. ”“Together.” Tasha had an expression of disbelief.“Yeah.”“Diana, can I talk to you for a bit?” I asked quietly while the others were engaged in pee talk.“Sure, Mick.”She stood and followed me out the back of the clubhouse to the area around the hot tub. I sat on the edge and took her in my arms and sat her on my lap.“Diana, we did do something. I have to tell you before our date. I won’t say anything to the others, and neither will Sasha. Diana, last night and this morning, I figured out that. John, as you might have gathered, was always watching what Cara did, his cruel eyes narrowing anytime she spoke to anyone. They narrowed even more whenever she spoke to a man. I did my best to remain a stranger in crowd whenever I saw them. I really was beginning to dislike this man.I was also beginning to fall in love with Cara and looked forward to spending time with her, though I did my best not to start anything. Despite the loneliness my wife’s workaholic ways caused, things were actually. I love 'toons and Bugs is my most favorite.Everything changed a week ago when I was taken my mail onto the fourth floor for my mid morning run. I went into Ms Thornton's office to drop off her stuff and she was on the phone drinking coffee with one of her long legs up on the desk. I'm in love with Miss Thornton; she's so beautiful and sexy with her long skirts and suit coats that hide everything but how beautiful she is. She has her own office with blinds on the windows and a grand view of the.