”I nodded my acceptance of whatever was going to happen in her house. Hettie was always bossy, particularly in matters where she was the queen bee, ...n charge of domestic, finance and errant sibling in this case, and they all swept out the door, leaving me with the silence.I couldn’t even hear the ticking of the clock or the crackle from the coal fire. I sat, waiting. At least I was getting warm. I wasn’t aware until later, that the cabbie who had brought Milly was paid off by Jack and. It was kind of her time of the day to relax. Kitten was getting bored and asked to go a couple of houses down to visit one of her friends. Caroline told her when to be home and away she went to her friends house. I was relaxed and still reading the paper. Caroline must have dozed off.I was watching her, looking at her body. I was fully awake and figured I would day dream as I watched Caroline. I was thinking how nice it would be to be rubbing lotion on her without the bathing suit top on. Then. And when she finally let the dress wiggle down to the floor, the men were applauding, and she was feeling so sexy.She showed off her jiggling breasts and her firm ass as she danced naked in her high heels. Peter danced behind her while she ground her butt onto him. He also held her breasts and bounced them for the guys to see.He rested his chin on her shoulder while she rolled her eyes at him. “Like these puppies, boys?” he asked the guys, slapping the breasts.He turned her around and spanked. He was a good kid with good skills and an attitude to match. He played shortstop and third base and I'd worked with him and helped him become a pretty good pitcher too.My name is Rob. I'm six feet tall and about 165 pounds, thin from years of distance running in addition to the baseball, with dirty blond hair, blue eyes, German ancestry, about as white bread as you could get. That summer I was 28, unmarried, no kids, unusual for a youth league coach, as most coaches are parents of the kids.