I started rubbing her arm witth my right hand going the full length up and down. She moved her arm slightly back and I didn't change the angle of my h...nd stroking it. As a result it was now intermittently stroking the side of her left breast. I continued the subtle but meaningful path and saw no complaints from my sister. Instead, she slid her knee up a bit more until it was just below my crotch. This was happening."I'm going to save these jeans for another night," I said."Okay. Maybe I should. Never asked, never said. Only time it ever happened.So we sat around and worried, night after night. Far as any of us knew, the leather clowns had been coming forever. Never talked much. Hell, we didn’t even know their names or where they came from. Just accepted it, you know, and gave them our own names. Like Red, because he dressed all in red leather. Black dressed in black. White in white. Mustache had a mustache and Daddy? Well, he just looked like a daddy with his short-cropped grey hair. "Yes,and what did you write after it,thus defacing a very old book?" the Abbess asked."I am sorry Abbess,I didn't mean it,I...." What did you write,boy," the Abbess barked,cutting Jason off in mid sentence." I wrote, 'LOL'! ",Abbess."And that means?" It means Laugh Out Loud, Abbess,I am sorry",Jason said,not daring to look at the Abbess,he could already feel his bottom warm,even though the Abbess had not touched it yet."So ,you find the work of Sir Francis Bacon amusing,do you,and you are. After starring at him for several seconds, I looked at Elizabeth and was surprised she was looking directly at me. “You want to,” she asked me? I now looked at her stunned and she continued, “It would give him a thrill and I wouldn’t mind.” I shook my head and blinked my eyes stunned by this. “Was that a no,” she asked? I again sat there a few more seconds stunned and then fumbled with my answer, “Um, no. . . I mean, um no it wasn’t a no. . . I mean, sure umm okay.” I watched Scott smile..