.can I come hang later? Not really in the mood to hang here afterward either." Yeah, for sure, you wanna just message me later?" Sounds good."Still th...t clever smile. Still beautiful, I wanted to grab her right there and feel that same closeness all over again.The rest of the night drug by so slowly. Her and I snuck a few glances at one another, almost too consciously avoiding one another. Did she feel the same way I wondered several times? Had she still felt that attraction, the bond? I had to. She was wearing one of her husband's white shirts and I noticed with the way she was sitting, she only had white cotton panties on. The white shirt had been long enough when she was standing to come down almost to her knees, and I thought she was wearing shorts under it. But no, she wasn't wearing a bra either, and I could see half the pink nipple of her right breast as I looked down at her from the greater height of the kitchen chair I was sitting in.This sight made my cock jump a little. The kids were forced to sleep on the living room floor. They really did not seem to mind. They seemed so glad to see me I felt ashamed of what I had back home. It felt good to share this time with them. My time meant so much to them and cost me so little."Uncle Alan, can we go to the mall tomorrow?" Lynn asked."Why of course we can." I said this without my sister's approval but I couldn't imagine her objecting.That night we had a wonderful home-cooked dinner of spaghetti and meatballs and sat. ’ First to go was the belt, of course, complete with a 12 inch utility knife, multiple pouches and a drinking horn. The shoes simply slid off. The aprons, connected with three inch brooches, and multiple strings of beads, lifted off, and I was in my shift. Removing that, I felt his hands on my bare back. The cold night air had already painfully hardened my nipples. His body heat was a welcome relief. He hugged me closer, as I raised my face and we kissed. Kissing Thorolf was one of life’s.