Joan looked even more sceptical.'Lucky you! Why are you doing a striptease? I'm not interested, love.Just let me get this tape measure around you.'Fin...lly I bared my breasts, holding the dress around my hips; thatseemed to be enough to maintain Pippa and my nipples reacted prettily tothe cool air in the changing room. Joan pursed her lips, contemplated mybust a moment and pronounced me a B cup without even using the tapemeasure.What I should have said was, 'you're the first person ever to see. My class had gym the second class of the day and I waiteduntil I heard them come in to change. I waited until they went outsideto class and I went into the girl's locker room. I had to hunt downeach locker until I found the one I was looking for. Her name wasNicole. She was one of the popular girls and she was my size almostperfectly. I found her locker and took the uniform she was wearing andstuffed it into a gym bag I brought with me. I hit the jackpot! She waswearing the usual uniform skirt. " She poured another drink."Mom, I don't hate you-" You hate women and if you hate them you can't love me. I'm a WOMAN." Mom glared. I stepped closer and she threw her glass at me. I ducked as it whizzed by me. "GET AWAY. GET OUT!" She laid her head on the table and cried."Mom?" Just go."I ran to my room, pulled out my cell phone and called Dad. He asked me to calm down and speak slower. Once, I had the story out. He told me to stay in my room until he got there.He stayed on the phone with me. It had started innocently enough. Now she wanted something more than just a sexual relationship. Joseph held her in his arms and went to sleep.(_)(_)(_) It was around lunch time on Saturday when the door bell rang. Lindsey sighed. “Who could be here at ten in the morning?” she asked herself as she laid the baby in the bassinet. She walked to the door and opened it slowly. “Hey,” she said when she looked into Alex's eyes. “I had to see you. Was your dad pissed about me bringing you home so.