To get her head clear she had decided to take a week vacation, away from the Hollywood life, get some distance before she sorted her life out. The ide... of Holland had been a friend’s and then everything had been going fucking fast. She had booked her flight, packed her bags and left the US, literally fled. And here she was. In Holland. Alone. Pretty much single.Sighing she opened her eyes and looked into the mirror. Dark circles beneath her eyes, her hair done up in a tight bun and her eyes. I still did it every three or four days to keep myself from making a mess in bed. Always before, Dolores and I had just pretended to ignore each other when I did it. But this time she came and stood beside me. I was going to go ahead and do it anyway, but I couldn’t, not with her standing there. She took a hold of my arm. ‘Come on,’ she said. ‘You don’t have to do this anymore.’ I wasn’t so sure. She started pulling. ‘Come on. I hate that you have to do this. This is the only part about us. It was so inviting but I looked down at her legs. Claire’s legs are long and lean, beautiful to behold. I told her she had dancer’s legs and she always blushed. As I was returning my gaze to her face my eyes caught her fingers lying upon her hip. Her fingers are long thin and beautiful. I lifted her hand to my face and then took her index finger into my mouth and gently sucked upon it. The pad of her finger slid along my tongue and tickled it slightly. As I let go of her finger I sighed and. So as not to cause any offence, if you find this distasteful, please leave and search for a story that is more to your taste. You have been warned.My infancy was a well protected one, being the only child at home made me an introvert, playing by myself and no friends to play after school, this lasted until my teens year (not sure, I cannot remember, it was such a long time ago.Unbeknown to me, changes were coming, they came in the form of an step brother (Robert) he was the eldest son of my.