"I don't like tanning this way; it leaves too many lines on me. Do you have a problem if I took off my top so I can tan better?"Was she really asking ...e this!"No problem sis, do whatever you like. Don't mind me."Standing up, she took off her top in front of me, and hesitating a little she drew down her bikini bottom."Might as well do it properly, you don't mind do you?" No it's ok." I said calmly.Five more minutes and I guess she could not take it any more. She just exploded:"What the hell is. So i asked my mum what happened mumma? she said I woke up one night and found that your brother had lifted my nighty till my neck and he was hugging my naked body against his naked body. I could not resist myself too so I went ahead and hugged him back and he did things to me that only a husband should do.I turned the whole topic towards me and said you don’t love me mumma thats why you did that only for my bro. I want to love you too. I want to experience more than just mothers love from you.. " Travers, my boss, was peering at me; a sceptical look onhis face. "We don't want you dying of heatstroke! You can take thejacket off!" His good-natured smile petered off expectantly. True, hewas dressed the part of a summer worker: his tie gone, shirt buttonsundone to reveal a tantalising hint of chest, shirt sleeves rolled upexpectantly. He smiled passively. "We can forgive you for not wearingyour usual outfit!"I forced a chuckle. I wondered if this would be my "usual" now. When Ifirst. ”We watched the kangaroo press conference for the next twenty minutes, in which Heather crucified the military for their witch hunt and for my illegal imprisonment.“ ... I can’t answer why he decided to imprison a Hero. You would have to ask him that. Or wait for congress to do so next week in their hearings.”After answering or obfuscating the next few questions, Heather called out, “Jason Blakely, would you come here please?”I frowned from under my helmet, which was more like a black chain.