She accentuated this feature by wearing a tight lavender sweater. Her skirt was off white, short and full. She looked exactly like a cheerleader and G...eorge pictured her with a big letter F on the front of her sweater. Just the look in her eye when she smiled at him told him that it wouldn’t take much convincing for a man to get his hands under Linda’s sweater. He began laying plans in his mind to achieve that end and more before the evening ended. The six females settled themselves into. I had a questio, a proposition for you..Shelley: ok.. what is it? A-N: well... my gosh I don't even know where to start..Shelley: just saying straight out..A-N: being that I know what happened between you and my husband “ nephew ” Shelley: yeah.,A-N: you and I had a weekend as well.. Shelley: yes we did and it was amazing.. who knew it would be... A-N: well.. I have an idea.. due to that and well I know he loved it too.. I know my man.. and he loves me but I know that he is a man of course (. “If you didn’t know already, these children come from one of the elite families. It isn’t my place to ask why the family doesn’t have anyone to take them in. Some may choose here over what they would find if they did return to their family or an extended part of it,” I told the shrink. “I don’t want to know anything about what you talked to them about, as this is private and would violate their trust in you, which is hard to come by with these kids. I ask that you take a few minutes to review. "What's wrong with you these days? I swear ever since your eighteenth birthday you went from the nephew I'm always used to, and have started to act more neurotic. You barely make eye contact with me these days, and when you do...." he trailed off this time. I subtly held my gaze to the floor, something I did when being chastised by anyone. What do I say? What do I do? "You've been weird too. You jerk off so openly that I end up hearing it. You walk away like nothing happened. Never once.