I slowly started kissing her just next to the bra and slid my tongue beneath her bra at times.. I then slowly started to unhook her bra. I just unhook...d her bra and made it lose. Dint take it off yet. I wanted to go slow and I slowly kissed her near her straps hardly moving the bra millimeters from where it was.. This was testing her patience and she could have had the most amazing feeling.. I continued doing this for almost 3 minutes as I was kissing and the bra straps started to move ever so. It was Vivian Harmon, our next-door neighbor. Grandma called out that she'd be right down, and she left right away. "Just... just get cleaned up and get in bed," she said over her shoulder.I sat in the tub awhile longer. I felt kinda lazy, like I usually did right after I came. Plus I was still thinking about what happened. My grandma was pretty -- oh, she was no model or nothing, but when she smiled her whole face lit up, and sometimes when she got all dressed up to go out I could see her body. I knelt down by the small figure on the ground. I first felt her pulse. It was weak and slow. It should have been around 120 but was almost too weak for me to record. I found it at last and counted. It was as slow as my own normal heartbeat. That was not good. I then checked her temperature. Her skin was cool to the touch. This also worried me. I looked up at that moment and saw Manola and Shamona approaching with furs, water and cloths. I checked Shira's arms and legs. I checked her neck. I. ”“You didn’t seem too distracted last night.”“About that, I don’t know what came over me. I can understand a boy of seventeen...”“Man, mother. I think we can both agreed I’m a man now.”“Yes ... you certainly are. Okay then a man of seventeen losing control, but I’m a married woman ... and I’m your mother for god sakes!”“And I thought we determined that didn’t matter. Last night you took me to the moon ... no, to Jupiter and back!”“But, Daniel, don’t you see. We can’t let ourselves lose control.