Pulling them out, I looked over the ring. Holding it up to the painting reveled it was the same ring. Unfolding the paper showed a short note.Swing th... canvas open. Put on the ring. Step through the doorway.Just those three short sentences. Looking back at the hole in the frame I saw how I could slip a finger in and tug on the canvas itself. I quickly reached in to do so. When it swung open all I saw was the wall behind it, nothing more. I looked at the note again; put on the ring. I had read. I needed to push things along. “You should feel them. They are great.” I took a step forward him and dropped my hands to my side.Bobby started at my tits and his hands came cautiously up. “You don’t mind?” he asked me, his eyes never leaving my chest. “No, go ahead.”His hands closed softly over my tits, squeezing gently to get the feel, cupping and lifting them to feel their weight. He rubbed his thumbs across the nipples and then smiled as they hardened. He finally started tugging at. Hearing you and the girls talk about college all the time has gotten me thinking about my future as well. I think that's part of why I was in a funk on Sunday."Kristen didn't seem convinced. "You sure that nothing's wrong?" I'm positive, Kris," I said, smiling and giving her a kiss on the cheek."Can I give you a ride?"I sighed. I really hated turning Kristen down. "Nah. It's only two blocks, and you girls are still picking out clothes." Shall I send Patty over tonight?"Patty was the last thing. Jason had never been in the neighbor’s house, so while I was getting the mail and watering the eight or ten plants, he was looking around the den. He then looked around the kitchen and living and dining rooms. When I had finished watering I put the plastic watering can back in the sink. It was then I noticed Jason starting to walk down the hallway to the bedrooms. Don’t touch anything I told him, as I started across the den headed in that direction. I know, just wanted to look down here, he.