Tentatively, Mum undid the cord of her robe. My mouth was dry and I made no effort this time to hide my arousal. She turned away from me as she let th... robe slip from her shoulders. I ordered her to turn around. She did so but her gaze was on the floor. She was wearing a white, lacy bra and matching thong panties. My eyes went down her long legs, covered in fine, tan coloured hold-ups to her feet. Her toenails were painted their usual red and she had put on the red sandals I had given her last. She sinks down into one of the many silk chairs around the room, suddenly hidden from my view by other bodies in the room. I smile. She hasn't chosen to leave just yet. Slipping around the room, I take up a new vantage point, a storey above the ballroom floor on the private balcony."Sir, your favours. You should allow the ladies to know your choices." Samuel, my aide, appears by my side, carrying a box of freshly cut scarlet roses. I was supposed to select a number of girls to get to know over. ”“That would kill me.” Zoe replied. “Right, your turn Kate; or do you want me to turn that knob for you?”“No, I’ll do it; just give me a minute to compose myself.”“Do you want a stiff drink before you do it?” I asked.“No, it’s too early for that. Right, here goes.”One scream and a few swear words later Kate was grinning from ear to ear. I wasn’t sure if she’d enjoyed it that much or because she’d found the courage to do it.“That was awesome.” Kate said. “Can I do it again?”“You don’t have to. What was I thinking? he marveled. How could he have just blurted out six years' worth of emotions, of admiration and even adoration for her? What did he expect would happen?But he would be strong for her sake. Let her have her moment of fun. Let her know that he cared for her, that he missed her, that he loved her. They would snuggle for a bit and then the storm would be over and he would walk her home. All that was reasonably safe, though not exactly innocent. Brandon would remain firm,.