Jacinta was a strikingly tall beauty of twenty-one with short sandy-blonde hair and deep brown eyes. Her face was sweet and innocent looking, much lik...e her demeanor. Her cleavage was small yet ample and it lead my gaze down to her flat tummy and long legs. She was dressed in a white spaghetti strap top cut above her belly button and blue jeans with white canvas sneakers. Although only nineteen, Melissa was pretty much the exact opposite. She was a short dark haired powder keg with glasses. I. The thing is I usually only go for petite lady's, but I just couldn't keep my eyes off of her and the way the nylon sounded as it swished under her pencil skirt from her thighs rubbing together, I imagined the tights clinging to her every curve, nylon stretched to the maximum, moving with her and rubbing in and around her pussy... just looking and watching her got me semi erectAnyway I must have been staring too hard as she caught me looking at her bottom and legs and half smiled, I thought. She did not want to be alone and asked to move in with me for a while and as I was single, myself; there was no way to deny her and there we were living together, 2 singles; brother and sister having their own lives. Luckily, I had bought a small double storey duplex type house, also called ‘mother daughter’ with full residential apartment like facility in the basement and on the ground floor. With my habits, it was not difficult to convince Gloria to stay in the basement. This way, with no. He told her many things, including that he was sent to watch over her, to be her guardian angel. He told her that he would be by her side always and would help her become the woman she was always meant to be.When she awoke the next morning, she seemed revitalised. Her father’s health seemed to improve and everything seemed to be going right for her. Her vision of her guardian angel burned into her mind giving her some sort of extra strength.Over the next two years, her father’s health improved.