Nor was it always the same in subsequent sessions. Admittedly, I had the difficulty I have already mentioned about how she didn't seem to remember any...hing about the last time whenever I visited, so I had to ask to be treated like a little boy and call her Mummy every time (maybe it was part of the humiliation, but I couldn't be certain) but once she started by having me attend her while she took a bath and made me soap all the parts of her that needed soaping, which led to her coming before I. "I hope you don't think I'm too much of a freak after last night?" she said. "I really enjoyed last night, and I don't think you're a freak; or at least, if you're a freak then I'm a freak with you," I said, and gave her a hug. She giggled (she was a giggly girl) and kissed me back. "It's been a long time since I did any watersports," she said. "One of my exes was really into it and he got me into it too; I don't know why but I was really in the mood for it last night. I'm glad you had fun. All I could do was stare & manage to gulp out a little unintelligible sigh about how GREAT she looked. She was wearing a long, flowing, diaphanous, white gown-thing, that seemed to say, "Look! I'm not wearing anything under here! You are gonna get so lucky tonight, 'Mr.I've-Never-Had-Sex-But-I'm-So-Ready-Now!'" We ate the meal, & I must say, I out-did myself. After we'd finished, she said, "Thank you. It was very nice of you to fix dinner. It was wonderful. Now its time for dessert..." Then she. “Mike, your old babysitter, the one we met earlier...?”“Cassie? Yeah, what do you want to know about her?”“Did you have the hots for her?”I chuckled. “Yeah, I did, but not at the time she was babysitting us; I hadn’t learned about girls back then. She’s five or six years older than me, which means I was about twelve or thirteen when she went off to college and didn’t ever sit for us again. Then, about two years after, Mom asked me to take something over to Jessica, and Cassie answered the door.