She goes over to it to see what is inside. Donald had told her this is her room and she could look at anything she wants. But the box is locked.Dona...d is not there either, so she just sits on the side of the bed to wait. But then after a minute, she wonders, should she be waiting in her proper position? She stands, spreads her legs apart with her hands behind her neck.Donald, showering and dressing, isn’t watching her on his monitors and does not get to see her sitting and then jumping to. "See how good it feels, touching me? And can't you tell how much I like being touched?", Masha asked sweetly. "Masha, your skin is so smooth, you're beautiful," I answered, but then realized what was going on. "Masha, you are my sister, we can't do this." Again, a very weak protest. With that, she slipped her thumbs into the waistband of my boxers and began pulling them down, meeting resistance from my cock, which at this point was sticking up, rock hard. "You see, Mark, what a good thing. "It seems to relate to large quantities of new information that need to be understood. Complex instructions. For example, if I bought a new DVR, I'd be forever learning to program it until I got used to the procedure." Just like me, then," Thomas laughed."As an engineering student, I'm bombarded with complex information all the time, so it makes learning a lot more challenging." And yet, you're succeeding," Nan said with a hint of pride."Yes. It's important to me that I make it. It's a goal and. He then begins to unzip her dress. It slides off of her shoulders and crumbles to the ground, revealing a finely made set of black lingerie. The lace looks so delicate on her skin. He admires her again for a moment before taking her hand in his. He looks back over his shoulder and says, “Come.”He leads her down a darkened hallway. The only light coming from a partially opened door at the far end. She can feel that nervous excitement creeping back up with every step they take. He slides the door.