You needed help and I knew I could. It is a very small thing to do for you."I saw the tears form in her eyes. "Thank you, Capitano Stainsbury. You are...very generous. Please, let me give you a small glass of wine."She hurried off to the back from where her brother had dragged himself. I heard the clink of glasses and a minute or so later, she reappeared with two glasses of a dark red wine."Perfavore," she said shyly, passing me a well-used juice glass. No fine crystal here."Grazie." I sipped the. ”“We have shirts that will fit both of you perfectly.”“Then, I’m ready. I would love to have a shirt like Jerry wears, with his name on it, as long as I didn’t have to strip to get it.”“Crystal, are you as brave as your sister?”“I would strip naked right here, if you told me you have a Jerry Helton shirt to fit over my big titties.”I held a shirt up in front of her and asked, “If I held this shirt up so no one out there could see you naked, would you actually strip naked and put this shirt. My naked grandmother looking down at me on the floor masturbating to the sight of her stepping out of the shower. I immediately jumped up and ran through her room to mine. I buried my head in my pillow and started crying not knowing what she would do. Would she tell my mom? Would she move out and never want to see me again? Then I heard a knock at my locked door. "Ryan, open the door." She said softly. Her voice wasn't angry at all."What are you going to do?" I cried. I walked over, unlocked. ”She smiled and ran to get in the car. I did love her. I hoped she understood that I loved Birgit, and that I was falling in love with Becky. I was afraid she didn’t. I was convinced that despite her original protestations to the contrary, sex and love were part and parcel of each other for Jennifer.Sunday dawned bright and clear. One problem with waking up early - I had a long wait for 2:00pm when I was being picked up for dinner at Becky’s house. I wasn’t going to church, so I was home with.