It wasn't meant to be a sexual gesture, but I'm a healthy man of 22 and Jessica wasn't wearing anything except the nearly-transparent silk kimono that...was practically her uniform around the house. When she was that close to me, I couldn't help but see the dark outline of her proud nipples through the thin fabric."I'm too young to slow down, Sis" I grumbled, turning slightly.My face was much too close to those tempting tits, which appeared to be a pair that could stand up to Dianne's any day of. She was leaving the room when he asked how he got home.“Nathan brought you.” she said. “He hit you with a can of paint.”“I don’t remember that part,” he said, looking angry.“Do you remember the rest?” she asked, stepping closer to him.He looked at her innocently. “I told that nigger woman to leave my son alone,” he said. “He didn’t have to hit me like that.”Marian stepped closer and looked down at Harvey.“I saw what you did to that woman.”She turned around and left. She was back within thirty. That’s when it hit her. She had to tell him how she felt. She had to confess her love for him. It had been tormenting her for almost 15 years. She gathered her nerves and told him exactly how she felt. She explained how she had always loved him, that she just never could get the nerve to tell him. They talked about mistakes they had both made, and reminisced over times shared together through their school years. Emylee had finally told Shawn that she was still madly in love with him. It was. No. I haven’t been on a date in months. No time actually. Been kind of busy of late. How about you?” I asked.She laughed. “Heavens no. I haven’t been on a date in quite along time. Most of the guys I would like to go out with, just never ask, or are married. I won’t go out with a married guy. I am hoping with this one guy, but who knows. But for now the only date i have is with…. Oh never mind.” she said, then chuckled.I kind of laughed but asked why she hadn’t asked him out. I didn’t ever want.