"You little bastard, don't go too far..."
Mother-in-law Ruth: 88%, Emotion: Flustered, Anxious, Conflicted.
Grabbing through the bra was uncomfortable, but with a little rubbing, one could still feel the full, heavy weight of her large breasts.
Luis grabbed and kneaded them without any restraint while licking her ear and saying, "Mom, from now on, don't wear a bra at home. It's not as satisfying to grab this way..."
"Honey, the furniture store people are asking what time they can deliver the items!"
Footsteps and Lily's voice came from the stairs. The two immediately separated with a unique understanding. Luis sat back on the sofa and continued smoking, while Ruth went to the coat rack by the door to get her purse.
Lily glanced over and asked, "Mom, are you going out?"
Ruth didn't turn around, afraid her daughter would see the unnatural flush on her face, a result of her guilt.
