“Anyway, yeah, he said you’re his girl, so I ask if you’re his girlfriend. Well, I don’t ask that, I ask if you’re dating. And he basically ...ays yes.”“Basically?” Taylor asked.“Like, he said that you went on one date so far, I think, with another planned in the future. So I just wanted to ask… mainly because, y’know, this is new to me… Why are we doing stuff if you have a, you know, boyfriend?”Taylor kept staring at me and eventually broke into a small smile. “Quinn, you really don’t know how. The views I’ve described would form the basis for my masturbation fantasies which would branch off in all directions. The key fantasy I can first recall having, is that she would come out of her walk-in closet wearing only her panties (low-cut bikinis). Rather than walk out of view, she would keep walking to her door and down the hall to my room. I can just imagine the sight of her – firm breasts accented by distinct tan lines, dark nipples and aeriola, hint of her thick bush. She didn’t want another Tom. She laughed and said if he is half as good as you I will marry him the next morning.Sally married him within three months. I think that was the longest three months of our lives, Sally and I never had sex with each other once during that time. She was busy breaking him in, and he was learning how to manage Sally’s property which would become theirs once she married him. Her new husband loved her/our children; he would never know Tom was not their father or that I. Somehow, too, she was certain that he had been a big part of making sure she awoke. He loved her as much as she did him…and if he did not himself hit the controll panel to awaken her, then he had bargained with Rabbit to do so. ‘Michael…did I thank you?’ she whispered. ‘For brushing? I like it, sister.’ he smiled softly, looking down at her. ‘No need to thank.’ ‘For waking me. You woke me, didn’t you.’ ‘Rabbit…Rabbit woke you. I only help a little, help find you.’ He continued softly stroking,.