He gave me a sad puppy dog face as he got up. I walked over to my closet and threw on some sweats and a tank top. After getting dressed I turned aroun... and saw Ryan sitting on his bed just staring at me.“What you staring at” I said looking down at myself “Is there something wrong with me”“Oh god no” Ryan said as he flung himself at me. He ended up on his knees with his ear pressed against my belly button. “You look perfect. I just couldn’t help but stare” he said looking up at me. He then. "Her shoulders slumped, and she turned away from him, resuming the task she had to complete before dawn. Hermes was not here to guide her poor broken son's spirit to Hades, but only to deliver a message from the father who had abandoned them both years ago.She had feared this day, known in her heart just how likely it was to come to pass, but had fooled herself into thinking that it never would. Ordinarily, all the women of the family would be here, bathing the body and dressing it in the. I swear, everything is a fucking cocktease. Who the hell ever came up with this shit? They should just make women walk naked everywhere, it'd make life easier and definitely lower the level of premature asshole I have to deal with when it comes to a vagina.Anyway, I'm horrible about tangents, let's get back on topic:She just undressed me...with her eyes of course. Every voice lesson I caught her staring at my crotch or licking her lips, its almost as if she viewed me as the evening meal and. My brother was just barely six feet tall. His light bluish gray eyes were deep and full of life. He had a small, feminine body, with smooth soft skin. His dark black hair went almost to his shoulder. That's how I always thought of him when his name was brought up. When my brother was 18 he got in a fight with our dad which resulted in him running away and becoming a vagabond. I was only 15 at the time and cried almost non stop for the first week of his absence. He gave me his favorite hat and.