We get it." I nodded. My grandfather had told me that I would know when to paint it.We returned to the den and talked for most of an hour. My parents ...ook turns being shocked. Karen had an even more detailed knowledge of me than I had imagined. She made sure my parents heard everything including all about the story we wrote together. We finally left for our rooms to dress.That evening, at Karen's insistence, I put on a nice shirt and pants rather than jeans. I entered her sitting room and was. ///It had been a nervous week long wait for Sophie. Her gut boiled with nervous anticipation and dreadful regret. It was a disgusting turmoil that made Sophie want to puke; she could have done without it. Then, it came. The horrible knock at the door she had been anticipating. She all but dashed over to the door, then felt a moment of apprehension as paranoia swept over her. She'd checked the electronic "peep-hole" before she opened the door. She kept her head down as she signed the delivery. .I put on my crotchless cheetah print leggings. Over that a tan leather skirt. It was not quite knee length, nothing too short. I wore a shear bra with no underwire. This I enjoy because I have dark nipples and with no underwire, they jiggle a lot and it does nothing to hide THO. Over that I wore a sheer button down blouse. In bright enough light, its still see through. However, in bar lighting its just enough to where you think you can see my dark areolas, but you're not quite sure. . She was in a black saree and i was really turned on seeing her beauty this time.I quickly took my dick out and started to masturbate for her on the road. The road was empty and here were only 3 houses in her lane. I decided to fuck her at any cost that day. It was 9:30 in the night and it started to rain heavily. This turned me on to a idea. I went to her house and rang the bell after becoming completely wet. She opened the door and I requested her whether i could stay there for some time. She.