We went into the house and she began grabbing me again. She kept chuckling and her hands were everywhere, all over me. I giggled and leaned into her s... she could grab me as much as she wanted. Even though it was kinda uncomfortable sometimes, I really liked when she grabbed and prodded and poked and rubbed and touched me anywhere.She even gave me a big smack on the butt too! OUCH! She chuckled when I cried out and smacked my butt again! I tried to squirm away but she had a very firm grip on my. I suddenly became aware of Jean in the mirror looking at me. I went tocurtsy reflexively and tried to say sorry but she pushed me gently backto the seat saying;"No, no, no I didn't want to intrude on such a precious moment. It is aprivilege being allowed to witness another girl's final resignation.Thank you!" she said."You're my best friend," I said dismissively as I turned to look atmyself in the mirror again."Come on narcissus, too much of that makes you go blind or at least makesyou wish you. Neither of us were shy and she was okay with it.It was a school day and dad was working afternoons. I woke up thinking about his large cock and decided this was the day I would make my move. Mom was getting ready for work so I told her I was sick and wanted to stay home; she agreed. My stepdad, who I called dad, was still in bed. I had on a pink nighty so I put on my pink heels. I was sitting in the family room, when I heard him get up. He went into their bathroom and started taking a shower.. "She nodded and smiled, "You sound just like my dad." A look of loss crossed her face. "I guess we have something in common. Mrs. Walton told me about your wife. I'm sorry. We both lost families. I hope, well, maybe we can help each other."Mike was surprised. It was a very perceptive thing for her to say. She might even be right. "I hadn't thought of it that way. I guess we both did lose our family." He looked up to see tears start in her eyes and in one of those intensely human moments his.