Her stepfather stood there, the most serious expression she had ever seen on his face as he looked at the shirtless, shoeless boy standing in her room...and her in nothing more than a small thong and a nearly sheer tank top.He turned away from Christy and focused his full attention on Jason. “Get out,” he said, his voice low and deadly serious.Without speaking, Jason grabbed for his shoes and shirt and dashed out of the room, sliding past her stepfather cautiously as he left. She shook her head,. I dropped my towel onto the dressing chair and reached into one of the built in drawers for clean skivvies and socks throwing them onto the chair for a second. Standing in front of a full length mirror, with my back to the door, I grabbed my hairbrush to comb my hair. As I began to brush it I could see Rita’s figure walk by the door in the bedroom. I figured it was okay so I just kept brushing my hair. Then when I put the brush down and grabbed my socks I bent over, still facing the mirror, and. ”The next morning I did the very difficult task of breaking the news to people I’d been working with, been friends with, for the last five years. That was hard. The boss had a hurt look on his face. I almost backed down, but then the vision of Haley glowed in my mind with Deena looking over her shoulder. Somehow I understand that changing jobs is changing lives as well, and that for Haley and Deena to flower, it fell upon me to provide the field.I had to field phone calls from TWO schools, one. She was wearing a tight white dress shirt, neatly tucked in. I couldn't tell how big they were but at a glance she looked to have perky cute tits that fit her frame nicely. A phone call snapped me out of my trance. “I need to take this really quick”I stood up and answered. It was one of my larger clients. I had a habit of pacing up and down during phone calls. While facing out the window I noticed Maia was actually staring back at me through the reflection. I was glad I wasn’t the only one.