Im not threatening. I dont plan on ever telling or revealing or doing anything that you dont want. What Im doing, is offering you my help. If anyone f...nds out, youll need help to keep it quiet from Mother and Father. What, so we arent family, but youre my knight in shining armor? Her voice had dropped to a hiss, and her eyes became slits. She was seething with anger. I pushed into her head and calmed her down a little, made her rage die and replaced it with wavering trust. On the outside she. There was definitely a Velvet Underground song with that name.Hannelore'd her bag on the floor in front of the couch. Her phone was nestling on her stomach; she idly tapped the back of her phone case with her fingernails. She'd recently painted them dark green; they stood out, surrounded by light, peachy skin.Her shoes were sitting beside the front door. This was a habit of hers -- she and Momo always dumped their shoes by the entrance whenever they walked inside, and this didn't change when. My mouth got quite dry and I paused to take another drink of water, when I finished my gulp I offered her the glass. She leaned forward and reached for it with her free hand, while she kept the other one firmly clasped at the juncture of her thighs. When she sat back her legs were even further apart and I could see the movement of her fingers as she stroked herself thru her panties. I licked my lips and tried to begin again. Realizing I forgot where I had left off, I mumbled out loud where was. 'Come on.' She held out one hand for each of us.I yanked on a pair of shorts but only Stella took her hand. Downstairs she had pretty much transformed the place in all of about 3 hours. There were three big armchairs big enough for two people to snuggle or one to spread out, and a deep couch in a soft sort of canvas that would be hardy enough to survive parties but soft enough to relax on.She had a projector hooked up to the roof and a screen that rolled down. There were two paintings up, one.