I never saw her in any clothing that was not black, skirts, pants and tops and she was always quiet. Her mother always dressed conservatively and seem...ed overly shy for an adult. Sadly just four years after they had settled into the neighborhood, Ariel’s mother was killed in a car accident and Ariel inherited the house and a considerable amount of insurance money that her mother had never told her existed. When I attended the funeral, Ariel approached me and thanked me for being there for her.. That was the home I grew up in, and where my mother died. I simply would like to get the homestead back.”“And will you be living there?”“Sorry, but no. At least not yet. I am in the military, and am being transferred to Arizona after three years in Japan. But I already have my, I guess God-Sister, who will live there if I can reclaim it. Her mom was my mom’s best friend, and we are as close as family. My father and I would use it as a vacation home until one of us retires there. I am still. His cock tented the sheets enough to be obvious, and he knew if she got closer their friendship might be in jeopardy. But he lied still, making sure to breath normally, heavily. He heard her get closer and behind closed eyes prayed that she wouldn’t get too close. Then he felt her hand on his shoulder. “Ash? Are you… oh!” Her gasp was quiet but Ash heard it loud and clear, loud as anything he had ever heard before. Her hand pulled back and Ash remained motionless. Then he felt her wrist press. Whirling to stare into the long open alley way there stood the strangerhe had been following. Taking a few steps into the shadows of the alleythe traveler stood a few yards away from the other. He stood there withhis hands in his pocket glaring from over his smoked sunglasses, hisgrey dress shirt was unbuttoned and a loose white t-shirt hung down tohis black khakis. His cropped black hair was bushed forward in a spikeand his cool blue eyes glared at the traveler. The young man wasn'tmuch to.