The panicky feeling returned as I crossed the street and grew stronger as I began traversing the lawn. My chest was tight and my sprint became a jog, ...then a fast walk. I was nearly hyperventilating by the time I got halfway across, and couldn't force myself to get any closer. Nothing I had ever experienced before had prepared me in any way for this. The panic was my brain's only choice."Get a grip!" I nearly shouted to myself. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I said out loud, "Panicking. "Here goes Jack, now don't be embarrassed." I'm not, go ahead." Again she dunked the washcloth into the basin and squeezed out the excess water then reached down and began washing him. With one hand she cupped Jack's penis and lifted it up so she could wash it. Her hands were warm and soft and despite his attempt to think about anything besides her hands on his cock he could feel himself getting harder and harder and she manipulated his cock to wash him. "I'm sorry Nancy, I didn't mean to...". Where Brian had hard lines and chiseled muscles, Mr. Michaels was just softer, more weathered away. He was in his late forties, and did something with accounting or some such nonsense. It was also clear to me that he was just a little bit uncomfortable with having a new teenage girl in the house that he wasn’t related too. He seemed to go out of his way to avoid me just a little bit, not enough to be awkward but enough to be noticeable. I was sitting at the kitchen counter, head in my hands. I. Leaning forward, Alexis took Jaime’s hand from across the table. “Listen to me. You’re in the prime of your life, Jaime. I know you’re working hard and saving away money for the future, and that’s a wonderful thing. But we both know you aren’t enjoying life right now. If you keep going like this, especially after today, you’re going to have a complete burnout. It’s not about if, it’s about when.”“You’re right, of course,” Jaime sighed.“Start with a vacation. Get out of town, clear your head and.