I pulled open her blouse and began sucking on her tits again while I took one hand and slid it from her knees up her thighs. When I got to her skirt I...reached under it and slowly caressed her thighs while I moved up towards her pussy. I could feel the warmth between her thighs and knew it was even warmer up further. As I was sucking on her tits she was caressing my head with both hands and I noticed she was beginning to push my head downwards. Getting the hint I moved right down as my hands. Even though I had been trained for this every day that I can remember I feel the dreaded weight of that responsibility settling on my shoulders like a dark leaden cloak; sometimes I feel like it crushes the breath from my body.Luckily I won't be alone. I won't reach my majority for another two years and one month: the day of the eighteenth anniversary of my birth. Until then I will have a counsel of advisers and the Emperor's court has sent an observer. My decisions will be vetted and discussed. Every time. But then the crisis would pass and she'd open up again. God, I'm so sorry--I can't believe I didn't explain that to you at the time. I should've realized how much you were hurt by it. But she really did care about you a lot. I know she did. Even talked about you in her sleep." Yeah, well… thanks."Willow tried again to talk her into coming along with them, even mentioning that Dawn would like to see her again. But again, she politely declined, even though she got the gist that Dawn. Almost 25 herself, she understood well why her younger sister felt awkward. At only 15 she was already an inch or two taller than Leslie. A born athlete like herself, but with the feminity of a girl of 12. Last year her nipples grew a bit. That´s all. Of course, the girl is mixed up. Loads of hormones, hardly breasts. All other girls in her year had more in their school-blouses. At the other hand, she had to swallow the news. Privacy gone for her dreams to invite Gina. Like last year, when.