He was animated, andhad a smirk on his face. Stan looked scared. I imagine I did as well."Do it, " Bob said."I can't," Stan said. "You know I can't. ...Not like that. Rick... youhave to.. .agree. Or I can't do it. Just say you agree. Please." Agree to what, Stan?" I asked. "I need to know what..." No, you don't. It's better... just... agree. Trust me. Please?"I thought about the car. The truck. The ice. My family."It's just for three weeks, right?" I said.Stan nodded."Ok, then.... I. Eventually her body began trembling and the pleasure crested, leaving her in a state of barely conscious joy. When she released her grip on her cousin she stared at him, panting and smiling at his disheveled hair and wet face.He was grinning and as she was beginning to gather herself, she saw him motioning for her to get on all fours. Grinning herself, she assumed the doggy position on the bed. Looking back at her cousin, Willow could see him staring at her ass. She pushed backward, arching her. This was probably the shortest amount of time I had ever spent in the waiting room. It was nice. Almost like I was one of few people in a “VIP” program. Leaving the line, I walked right through the door way behind her, and entered the room. She wore a skin-tight, navy blue dress, with one of those useless belts wrapped around her mid section, as if she needed more definition of her voluminous chest. This time, I caught a peek of her ass. The definition was unbelievable. I could see her bra. "But it answers a lot of questions, and it means that you're going to be seeing a doctor tomorrow." Jon, I don't know that I'm ready for this." I don't know that I am, either," he sighed. "But it's ready for us, like it or not." Shit," she said, turning to face him. "This is going to change things. I mean, it really is going to change things. I guess we'd better get serious about looking for that house, huh?" Yeah," he nodded, taking her in his arms. "The sooner, the better, I guess."Jon and.