I took the bar and started to soap her arms, her back, and her shoulders while I tried to peek at her tits. I moved my hands towards her waist, then h...r legs, her feet, which implied kneeling down. Then, I looked up and saw her shaved pussy. I felt like eating it, but I restrained my desires. I put my hands behind her body and soaped her ass. First, I rubbed her buttocks, and then I moved inside to clean her anus. She sighed. My dick was already erect, and of course, my sister had noticed. Let me check with my mom.”She put the phone down and I heard a muffled conversation. She was back in less than two minutes.“Would you like to come on Monday? Mom said to invite you for dinner, but you could come earlier if you want. Mom said to let you know you could stay in our guest room, because the trains back to Göteborg stop running fairly early.”I quickly checked the SJ train schedule that I’d picked up and looked for a train that would get me there in the afternoon.“Sure. I’ll see you. "You want to hurt me!" Miss Flemming, this boy saved your life."My mind was in overload. It felt like someone was trying to stuff three pounds into a two pound bag. My heart was beating fast and the woman once again picked up my hand by the wrist and looked at the clock. Who is she? She knows my name. Yes, I'm Miss Flemming. Mrs. Wilson doesn't exist anymore."My god!" the woman exclaimed. "Your pulse is ... Angelo, you better leave." Yes, he's after me!" I shouted. "He's going to hurt me!" Go!. For that matter, fixing the hot tub was just as much for my benefit as it was yours." But even so..."I put a finger on her lips, interrupting her. "Look ... my biggest concern here is that I thought you and I were becoming friends. I know that I've enjoyed the times we've spent down here, and you've helped me a lot. I really like your sense of humour, and you know I like to kiss you, even as much as I like to kid you about it. If the other night has changed that, then I regret it, and I'd like.