I think it might have felt as good to me as it did to her. As I approached her knee she shifted again.This time Nelly parted her legs just a bit. Not ...uch, but clearly enough that I was going to get a clear show of her panties again. There was no way she could not know what she had done. Was she testing me? I looked up at her face, trying to see if she was looking at me. She was watching the movie, her eyes about half closed and a very relaxed and content look on her face.Well, this was it. If. He rose and lifted me in his arms. He kicked the door shut as he carried me away up the stairs and into darkness. The door to my room was open and he entered laying me on the bed. We had made out in this room plenty of times already, so he knew his way around pretty well. He pulled a set of matches from his coat pocket and lit the wealth of candles I always kept on the windowsill. The vanity mirror across from my bed revealed that my tanned skin glowed in the candlelight and I thought I. Nice little bit of nepotism there, right? And this is his brother, City Attorney Eustace Sloan, who is banging Miranda on the side.“Know how I know this? Because she blurted it out in anger while watching him lick the piss from my snatch! Not to pity poor Willard, though. He’s banging City Council President Karen Dunne, whose own husband serves as head of the Renewal Compact Society, a ‘family values’ group, even as he, Mike, is busy screwing every babysitter they ever find for their brats. You. It's not what I want' ...... my wordstaper out to nothing. Silence. 10 seconds probably but it feels like 10hours. Finally she speaks 'I know....I've known......for so long"almost murmured, hushed. "Go......get out of my bedroom John....sleepin the spare room" I try to plead 'but Wendy" " just go John, go, now,please". I slowly rise to my feet, I can't face her, I can't talk toher, head lowered, eyes downcast, tears tumbling, I leave our bedroom,her bedroom, and wonder, oh god, what have I just.