Stirring the sauce caused my boobs to bounce around under the tiny apron bib. This was quite exciting for Brock. Not only did my nipples threaten to p...op out above the apron, my breasts were in danger of falling out of the sides, too. Then I stood sideways to the boy as I opened the refrigerator to get the cheese. I had to lean over and when I did, the bottom of the apron fell away from my body giving Brock a peek from the side. The teenage boy was looking directly at my hairy triangle! Once. But it just wasn’t something I’d contemplated.I contemplated the hell out of it now. They’d always been close. They didn’t fight and feud like a lot of siblings do. And when Marie had taken off, they’d sought comfort in each other’s company. I’d known that ... I just didn’t know how much comfort they’d sought.I spent some time trying to convince myself I should have known, somehow. Then I went through a period of doubt. What if that closeness I’d seen simply meant that, like me, Bobby. Wondering what in the world they had next for her was itself a 'stimulating' entertainment. Robert led her straight toward the lounge. On their way, he flipped the halogen light switch. The spot lights had all been repositioned. Now they all were targeted on that central area where the lounge sat. From just out of what would be the picture, and coming from 360 degrees they now bathed that lounge in super white light. A high quality view could be beheld from any angle.But Robert had personally. He needs drying off.'I was hoping Boz was about to send me off to the bathroomto get dry. The window in the bathroom wasn't large, butit would accommodate my skinny frame.'Take hold of his legs and drag his arse round the room acouple of times,' Warren suggested. 'Then turn him overand do it again.'The thought of my arse being covered in more carpet burnsmade me wince.'No, no, no,' said Boz. 'Make him crawl round the living-room on his stomach. Then turn him over and drag him backto where he is.