“Yes, he seems to check you out.”“You’re crazy,” She said, but she blushed as well.**********Last year, the morning of our volunteering, I r...minded her how I caught Bob checking her out. She again told me I was crazy and went into the bathroom to shower.When she came out she was wearing a pair of black slacks the clung to her every curve. They were molded to her at her hips and thighs, came in at the knees and flared out a bit at the bottom. The crotch was snug to her womanly features without. I wassurprised at how his light conversation took away my frustrations as weheaded out of the building. He followed me in his car and when we got toour house, I was actually feeling much better and looking forward to ourevening. I told him I needed to go change into something more comfortableand I'd just be a few minutes. I went to my bedroom and immediatestripped down. I was again relieved to take off my heels, if only for ashort while but was definitely glad to take off that itchy garter. Sometimes Nana would go upstairs for a nap if she had " One of her heads " and it was on these occasions when Grandpa would have me sit in his lap to watch the wrestling. As each bout got more intense Grandpa would become more fidgety in his chair, waving his fists and thrusting his hips up and down. For me it was like being on a rollercoasterlol. He'd wrap on hairy wiry arm round my waist to '" Stop you sliding off ramps's lap ". It'd be then that I'd feel that big hard lump pressing into my. I had to sneak down the hall to spy on them but knew it would ruin our relationships if I got caught.I knew they’d be concerned I might get up and discover them, so I needed to give them time to feel more assured that I was fast asleep.After waiting for what seemed like eternity for what seemed like eternity, but what the alarm clock showed was twenty-five minutes, I thought it might be safe to make my move.I crept out of bed and slowly turned the handle on the door with trembling hands before.