”“It?” Zuri’s large dark eyes were still wet. “You mean touching each other?”“Yes.” She looked between us both. “It ... it isn’t w...rong. But it can’t happen yet.”“Yet?” I looked at Zuri again, feeling an echo of that warm swelling feeling, even as I wanted to comfort her, hold her.“Soon. When you’re a little older. But not now.”Soon. The feeling of pressure eased a little as my curiosity grew.“When?” Zuri asked, surprising me.“In a few years. When you are 14. For now ... you keep that to. ?"There! Now, I feel more like myself," Maggie said, floating into the room with statuesque elegance and wearing a peach- colored, diaphanous, floor-length negligee that did absolutely nothing to hide the visibly delightful contours of her ivory- skinned body, the black wispy panties and bra adding a provocative note of sensual mystery to the apparition. "Drinks ready, Ken dear?"He swallowed tightly, watching her glide to the davenport and fold down into one corner of it, her small feet drawn. She wanted them to. She was definitely going for slutty. The last item was a off white baby doll t. She decided against wearing a bra and she could make out the color of her nipples slightly through the thin fabric. Finally she stepped into her four inch heels and grabbed,her keys. The walk would be short, he was her downstairs neighbor. Standing in front of Nate's door she stopped and checked herself before knocking. Yep the panties were showing enough to be noticed but not so high to. She had “borrowed” the trailer from a friend who was vacationing. With it back where it came from, she returned to the car and turned for home.He would grieve a little she figured, she would allow that. She would even be supportive because she loved him. Figuring the bond they shared would strengthen for it. He’d love her more because she stood with him in this moment, helped him through it.She tensed up when she turned onto their street. Parked in their driveway was a police car. She knew he’d.