The night had finally worn down, and Pete had brought Brooklyn to his room, bedding him down in a small basket with one of his old t-shirts. Pete woke...up in the dead of the night, knowing instantly that he was not alone, his years of abuse, warning him when someone was close to him. “Peter...” the whispered voice came from just beside his bed, “You awake?” Pete rolled over slowly, his wary eyes softening instantly, as he saw Ashley standing before him. Ashley bit her lip, insecurity, and fear. So just go along with it”. She nodded her head. I brought my hand to her forehead and started to slide my palm, down her face as gently her face. I slowly closed her eyelids with my fingers barely touching them. I could feel her breath increasing. As my hands went further down, it pulled her lower lip down an inch and I let it go so that it bounced back to normal I leaned forward to her ear and whispered, “Open your mouth slightly”. When I said it, I tried to let my warm breath touch her. This. “Would you like to see all of me?” She parted her legs and ran her finger along the lace border of the panties. Hair teased from beneath the lace. The panties stretched tight over the thick bulge of her lips. I was certain her sex would be bulky and lush.Oh yes, yes, yes, I wanted, needed, had to see it all, I moaned. Her fingertip grazed the center point of her crotch. It was difficult to be certain, but the material seemed to be wet. Like a desperate kid, I crawled across the floor towards. I had particularly liked her parting shot, since even Gerald is a bit afraid of Jo and her wit. Hell, I was too. Why did I feel Sheila was laughing at me?To change the subject, I pulled out the bag of shampoo's and such that I had purchased for my bath. As I expected, Sheila was not prepared to move in yet. When she was, there would be a truck to unload. For the next few days, hopefully, this would have us covered. It seemed like a small thing to me, but my Kitten was very touched. I needed to.