„Hallo Tante Caroline. Noch 30 Minuten. Dann geht es zum Auslaufen!“, winkte ihr über das gesamte Gesicht strahlend ihre Nichte Silvia zu.Silvia ...Binder war die Teenager-Tochter ihres Bruders Wolfgang.Normalerweise begleitete er und seine Frau Tina ihre Tochter, aber beide wollten sich mal eine Auszeit gönnen um ihre Ehe neu zu beleben, was immer das heißen sollte.Jedenfalls hatte sich Caroline breitschlagen lassen sich das Wochenende um Silvia zu kümmern.Der erste Abend war sehr amüsant. I saw it in her eyes. I hugged her to me, squeezing her tight as my own heart raced, my own fear beating through me.“We can do this, okay?”“Okay,” she whispered. She took a deep breath. “I’m with you, princess.”“I know.” I smiled at her. She was such a sweet thing. Such a delicious comfort to me in these terrible days. “It’ll be fine. We’ll go to Sven. He’ll protect us. And we’ll help him kill my father.” He had to die. I couldn’t be his whore. I couldn’t.I wanted to be. I should go to my. I pulled him to me, deepening our kiss, my tongue seeking entrance to his mouth. He pulled away just long enough to discard the guitar. He kissed me again and traced my curves with his fingertips, stopping at the hem of my sweater; then he slid his hands underneath. I pulled away and looked him in the eyes as I pulled the sweater over my head and dropped it on his bedroom floor. He looked at me, his “Blanca”: fair skin flushed pink from blushing beneath his gaze, black lace bra, cupping full D. She put it on and broke down in another fit of crying and I hugged her and led her tightly.I felt her boobs squash against my naked chest through my shirt and it was amazing. I stroked her song smooth black hair in a seemingly comforting way as a group of angry girls pushed dream boy out of the room and shut the door.I continued hugging busty girl as she cried and some other girls joined in the tight hugging. I could feel all the warm body's and boobs against me and as the hugging broke off and.