This must be pain so intense that she would not be horny.First things first. She must sever her ties with 'them' – the people who led her astray, fo...r that is how he thought of it. Led her to lie to him.He returned to his room, stepping over the sleeping beauty again, and then closed the door. He did that in such a way that she was sure to be awakened. He found a pair of white loafers – his 'summertime yacht club shoes' as he liked to think of them – he'd never think of them that way again.. Her rear end moved in a tight figure eight as she climbed the steps. Her short skirt made her legs look six-feet long all by themselves. When she turned around, my breath caught in my throat. Dark hair framed a gorgeous face that held very intelligent eyes and a wicked grin. Her chest was pushing at the confines of the blouse, but even that didn't cause you to look away from her eyes.I felt like a deer caught in the headlights. Who was she and what was she doing here? She sat down, her knees. As I closed it Flora Aunty flicked on the bed light, and in the dime light I could see her standing at the edge of the bed in front of a mirror, she was facing me and had covered herself with a towel. As I walked toward her for a closer look, Flora Aunty then flicked on the dressing table light and simultaneously dropped her towel! Lo and behold!!!! As promised she was wearing the blouse and petticoat!!! Her huge boobs were pushed out 75% with the nipples standing out of the blouse, and her. Only this time, something extraordinary happened.Just as the scene ended, she looked up and into my eyes. I’m almost certain she could see the pain they contained. Without warning, she leaned up and kissed me. I was shocked! This was no friendly kiss; her lips lingered longer and longer. I was in heaven, feeling her soft lush lips on mine for the first time. Finally I snapped out of it and began to kiss her back. After what felt like an eternity, she pulled away. We sat staring into each.