Her polo shirt was stuckto her back and even her white socks looked soggy. She clumped intomy room, sat down heavily in my desk chair, and blew out he...rcheeks. Her coppery hair was tied back in a damp ponytail and herfreckled face was red from exertion. A definite locker room aromasurrounded her but I found it somehow erotic. I studied her over the top of my magazine. “Just a guess, sis,but I think you need a shower. A long one.” “Boy, do I ever!” She pushed off her. I needed an excuse to get out here and start this. The winter did a real job on the wall and I know I had to start it. After washing the car I kind of just kept going. I know I'll get one of my crews to come finish this, but starting it will get me off the dime." Joe said barely missing a beat as he continued."You see my daughter so much, I'm surprised you have the time to do anything." Scott said with a bit of a snarl."I see your daughter as much as I can, but I would barely call it a lot. I. She moved her mouth as if to say something but nothing came out. Even in the dim light of the flickering candle I could see her eyes welling up and as a solitary tear began to trickle down her cheek she spun around and went back into the bathroom. Oops. That wasn’t what I was looking for. I had either gone absurdly overboard or had rekindled a bad memory. So while I waited for Becky to hopefully reappear, I brought out the shrimp cocktails and straightened up the kitchen, idly watching the. It’s good to have a mom with awesome amount of money for anything. We live in a great mansion, of two storeys. There are three rooms, with attached and separate loo and bathroom. Downward there is the kitchen, dining hall and the visitors’ room. I took up a magazine as I sat in the lavatory. After I was done there, I pulled off my bra and panty and went to the bathroom. I was halfway through my bath when the phone rang. As mom and sis were out in the garden busy with the bacons, I picked up the.