As Jarrod opens the door for both Jackson as well as myself I hear him confess. "I'm sorry I didn't hold your hand as we walked to the car, but I couldn't help stay back a few steps and watch your sexy thighs and calves as they jiggled with each step you took."

I couldn't help blush as I sat down in the passengers seat and Jarrod stared the engine.

After driving for only a moment I felt Jarrod drop his hand on the middle of my thigh making it jiggle. I would have tried to make them resist if I wasn't so caught off guard.

"So what flavor ice cream are you thinking of getting?" I ask as I teasingly drop my hand on his inner thigh.

Anna's pov:

William lovingly and happily leans in and delicately kisses my tear as it is on its way down my cheek. I then hear him whisper that he'll try even harder than he already does to give me more love so that he can get more tears from my eyes.

I blush as William speaks but before I have a chance to respond I hear Annabelle begin to fuss.

As I feel Camilla's sexy, soft thigh jiggle in my hand, I see her blush. As I smile, reveling in the feeling of her relaxed muscles jiggling in my hand, she asks: "So what flavor ice cream are you thinking of getting?" as she teasingly drops her hand on my inner thigh.

I instinctively, think on flexing my muscles to prevent any jiggle, but I, instantly, override my impulse and push myself to relax my muscles as much as possible, successfully granting Camilla my full trust (physically) as I feel my bare skin jiggling naturally in her warm hand, at the same time a tent starts to grow inside my shorts.

Melissa's pov:

A bit nervous my emotions were taking away from my brother's grief I finally heard him speak. Instead he thanked me for shedding tears. He remarked that I had no idea just how much it meant to him. He then  asked me not to hold back. He explained that just because I was comforting him didn't mean I couldn't also cry. He even added how much it would soothe him to take care of my tears.

"I appreciate your care Tris, really..." I said trailing off as I noticed Enid walking back into the room carrying the snack she left to prepare. She had seen me cry before...even so much as taken care of my tears so I didn't even bother to wipe them.

Anna's pov:

As I'm about to get up I feel William give my outer thigh one last pat, making it jiggle in his hands before I finally stand up and go attend to Annabelle.

After a bit Annabelle is finally content with a clean diaper and a bottle I bring her into the living room, place her on her playmat and wait for William.