He leaned forward and took it in his hand to get a better look, revealing it to be a golden pentagram. He laughed.“Mr. Natas didn’t put you up to ...this, did he?”“Mr. Natas gave that to me,” Karla replied. “He wants me to wear it all the time.”“Natas sure is a jokester,” Walker laughed. Reaching his hands around her firm round ass, he pulled her closer to him. Karla grabbed the back of his head and ran her fingers through his long hair, massaging his scalp. Walker pressed his face to her sheer. But the tingling crawling from my neck over my spine into my nether reaches also stemmed from a different kind of nervousness. Some part of me was actually looking forward to this - to the danger, to the taboo, to the kinkyness. Of course, at this point I was telling myself that this part of me was journalistic instinct - the hunger for a good story.Underneath a thin satin blouse and a lacy bra, my perky chest was heaving considerably, and my nipples were pushing against the fabric quite. The weight of this has hit our family hard as my mom was a stay at home wife and had never worked a day out of the home. We were trying to make it work with the insurance and workers comp. but it was just enough to get by. When school got out I decided I'd take a summer job to help out with the money and things. So I found a part-time job at the local grocery store we are small town people so it was not a well paying job and i'm sure I only recieved it cause everyone knew how bad it. Upon chance, they met again. Lily's dad and Uncle Manny used to go to the coffee shop where Ryan worked all the time. Lilly would go too on ocassion. She kept noticing him, staring at her...from across the room. His smile would light up the room and make her stomach do somersaults. It felt like there was a connection, she just couldn't explain.Uncle Manny befriended Ryan and always found some little odd job for him to do around his house. Conviently, it was right next door to Lilly. Uncle Manny.