Since I left she had changed her clothes, something a little less threadbare, but still cotton shorts and vest without a bra. I moved my hand from her...hair to her back and backing rubbing her spine. With my other hand I slowly moved it down towards her chest and began rubbing her breasts over her shirt. I then moved up and inside, taking a nipple between thumb and index finger. She tensed and pulled her shoulders together, but pull away and I did not let go. “Did you wash after I left?” “Yes, I. When she came back downstairs, she was very quiet and crestfallen. “Shannon, what’s wrong?” She looked at me with tears in her eyes. “That bastard! He doesn’t call all day, and then he leaves me a message to tell me that he won’t be home until next weekend. Fuck him! Fuck him!” Shannon dissolved in tears. I took her in my arms and held her. She cried on my shoulder as though her heart were breaking. I cuddled her and stroked her hair for what seemed a long time. Finally, she regained her. More

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