Now we literally lived there. I moved almost all my clothes out of my parents’ home and spent every night with him in the guest house. I would get o...f work from my summer job as medical assistant to Dr Jacobs and strip off my clothes as soon as I got to the guest house. Corey would be waiting for me, nude, in the hot tub and we would talk and swim, maybe go out to eat or a movie and then come back for fabulous sex and relaxing sleep. Friday afternoons Kaitlyn, Corey’s sister, who worked for his. ” “Maybe a little more,” I chuckled. “And, truth be known, I do care. But that’s more about hating to see you in such pain.” “I heard you. And, I was wrong. You say my name like it was velvet.” “Shania,” I protested gently. “See?” she said. “Velvet.” I shook my head. “No, I think you want to love me. But, why won’t you let me stay with you, sleep with you?” “I told you earlier,” I said, trying desperately to remain calm. “You’re very, very vulnerable right now. You hurt a lot. I’m in a position. And bring my fingers lightly down her face. Across her forehead, her temples, around the backs of her ears. Coax the stress out of her jawline and tease her lips with the lightest touch just to feel their warmth. I would ask her to melt under my touch. My kneading grip on her shoulders, thumbing her clavicles and dragging strong fingers against her shoulders. I would run my hands down her back. Both walking my fingers through her tight muscles, but also lightly grazing her skin. Literally. I felt I would have less chance of being caught. She was 22 and was dating, and often they would go to her room to “watch TV” or “study” but they usually ended up kissing and fondling… Nothing hardcore but she would unbutton her shirt and let him play with her boobs. But when he went home, she would then go to bed and I knew it was SHOWTIME! She must have always been horny when he left, because she would quickly change into just a t-shirt and panties, turn all the lights out except for the TV,.