“Or something,” Trish said. “Really, I’m his stepsister and he’s my best friend. He’s been doing that since the first time we met. I don�...t quite know why, but I kind of like it.”“And that is one of the reasons why — you like it,” I replied. “That first time I was simply trying to make a good impression. I noticed, though, that you seemed to like it and so I kept it up. On the other hand, you never take it for granted and you won’t wait by your chair like some women I’ve seen in restaurants,. He gently rubbed her back until she finished. He snagged a pink washcloth from the shelf above the toilet and wet it in the sink. Using it, he washed her face and gave her a small hand bath.“Feel better?”Andrea gave a little nod as Mike dried her using hand towels. He grabbed some mouthwash and made her wash out her mouth.He picked her up and carried her to her bedroom and got her under the covers before finding a teeshirt for her.Holy Shit! What a mess. After a moment of taking stock he. One of the times that sticks in my mind was very recent, at a Worship Session with Miss Leigh and Miss Velvetina. Both girls wore low-cut tops, and they were sat looking at all the pervy stuff on my laptop, making comments and every now and then addressing questions to me, like “are you a wanker Graham?!” so I was very worked up very quickly. It was when their conversation got to what they were wearing, bosom sizes and then Miss Velvetina pulled Her short dress back to show Her stocking-tops. ’ Eve flipped over and Tim rubbed on the lotion, enjoying the round firmness of her bottom a little longer than necessary. ‘Need some help?’ said a male voice behind them. Tim turned to see an old acquaintance. ‘Jeff! How’s it going, Man!’ He stood up and they shook hands. ‘Excellent, excellent. How ’bout yourself? I see you’ve brightened every man’s day here with another lovely lady.’ He looked down at Eve and smiled. ‘Hi, I’m Jeff Little. I’m sure Tim has told you all about me.’ Eve rolled.