Kim wasn't happy that I didn't finish painting, but she was glad that it was getting done. The next weekend came and I had to work part of Saturday an... there was a big Ravens game on Sunday, and so I decided it could wait one more week. Yeah, I was dragging my heels on painting.On Sunday night Kim told me that she was disappointed that I didn't get to the bathroom and plead to me, "Dave, please do try to get to it next weekend."So I promised her that next weekend I would finish the job. I. He hasn’t even said a word to me since then, is that a good thing or not?” Bethenny asked her across the hall neighbor, Jill. Jill was dating a guy named Kevin who was in the same fraternity as Spencer. “Has Spencer said anything about me to Kevin?” Jill knew this conversation well; more than one freshman girl had been lured in by Spencer’s striking green eyes and easygoing charm just to be left ignored for a week or more. “Bethenny, Spencer does stuff like this all the time. You just have to. ..I need to pee...OMG...WTF?...the water poured over my body, and hearing her pee aroused me so...I heard the toilet flush...and," I'm so Sorry, I had to go after the long drive and we are family..."enjoy your shower" as the door closed...WTF...Am I dreaming?...no that didn't happen. Turning the shower off...reaching out and grabbing a towel...drying my body, wr****g a towel around my waist...siping my beer as I brushed my hair, and mustache..." she is hot"..." bad thought"...it is interesting. He was still too young to actually ejaculate, but I knew I needed to slow down and lighten up on my touch. Finally, he opened his eyes and said, Mommy, can you stop now? I immediately stopped stroking – worried that he was unhappy. Is everything okay? I asked, with obvious concern in my voice. Yeah, he said. It just kind of hurt a little at the end. Did you like what I did? I asked. Yeah. It felt ticklish, he said with a big smile. I smiled and said, Good, honey. Im glad you liked it..