My birthday presents began with a new wardrobe despite the fact that I'd been naked for a year. She bought me a new cell phone, a watch, camera, even ... new laptop. Next, she bought me new seat covers and told me she'd never really sold my car. It had been in storage for the whole time I was with her. Cindy handed back my debit card and told me there was five thousand dollars in my account. She also gave me a credit card with another five thousand dollars credit line on it. She had found me an. "What babe?" I asked innocently.He looked up at me and saw the look of mischief in my eyes. "You are such a tease," he said under his breath. He pushed me back onto the bed, pinning my hands above my head with one of his hands, the other one slowly trailing down my neck to my breasts, tracing a circle around my nipple under the bra. I drew in a breath as he continued down my stomach and to the top line of my underwear. He slipped his finger under the elastic and looked up at me, a smile on his. "Jack said, "Okay, Mack. How much longer before I get out?" It shouldn't be much longer. You can get up and get dressed."Jack looked at me and said, "Where are my clothes, dear?"I suddenly worried. "We moved your pants and all here from ICU. I don't know where your shirt might be."Mack said, "I know. We cut it off. The police took it. I have a shirt in my locker. I'll get it." He left with Gretchen.I grinned. "I don't think she plans to let him loose. I've never seen her like that before. I. .. hard right now?”Don’t ask me how I knew to act outraged. It was just a feeling.“Aunt Christy!” I said, almost a gasp.She flushed bright red, clear down to her nipples. They looked even longer and harder now, than they had when we started. You could hang a necklace off of them, if you wanted to.“I know,” she said miserably. “Never mind.”“Yes, I am,” I said, wondering how she’d react.“For me?” she squeaked.“I guess so,” I said, losing a bit of my bravado.“Ohhhhhhh,” she moaned. Her fingers.