One of Chris's teammates intercepted the errant ball, kicked it downfield and scored. The game was over and Julie's team had won their fist playoff ga...me of the year and the crowd was going wild.When Julie looked back to the middle of the field Chris was still lying on the ground writhing with the pain the collision had caused. The Wilson player had already gotten up and was standing there starring down at Chris. Julie ran onto the field and got down on to her knees next to the boy. "Chris?. I see the main door front of me and I see another entrance it's hiding,kind of hidden magically I figure 'well that makes more sense to go in that door. I am supposedto be doing a magical exam. I should use the magical door, trying tohide itself to get to it.? To me it sticks out like a red sign saying'magical door here come in here!' As I walk towards it and it opens up to me. What whatever magic lockthat is on it, is so simple to me, its like turning a doorknob. I walkinside of it. There's. It should swell up some so you can feel it and even see it clearly."I was looking down as his fingers rubbed in the wet slipperiness I was making and it was feeling so good, lots better than I'd ever made myself feel. Now I realized what some of my friends were talking about when they get off, that they have wild, screaming orgasms. Mine had always felt good but, oh, my grandpa was making me feel so much better than ever before.I felt how warm my face was and, looking down, I could see my boobs. Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath, but Thomas deftly unfastened the front anyway and slowly opened her up. It was chillier than in the living room, but the heat from Thomas's palms quickly warmed her soft breasts. He handled them so gently, as if he thought they would break -- petting and caressing, and pressing his fingers just so. It felt good, and soon Kit let out a bated breath and allowed her body to entice her brother's hands.Thomas breathed deep, focused entirely on his.