.. I guess." He was obviously very uncomfortable. Then he suddenly blurted out, "Gin, d'ya know all the boys in your school want to, er, you know what...I mean!" What ... who ... what do you mean? Who... ?" she started.Vic interrupted, feeling a little bit more comfortable. "Joey said his brother told him. They -- the guys in your school that he knows -- they're all talking about you. And they all want to, er, get into your, er, 'pants'. Y'know what I mean?"Ginny face loosened up and she smiled. I was out of towels in our master bath so I grabbed my stuff and jumped into the shower in the hall bathroom while dad finished putting up the tools outside. I had dried off and was standing in front of the sink brushing my teeth stark naked when the door opened and my dad took a step inside. I was frozen as I stood feet away from my dad who had never seen me naked and now here I was with nothing in reach to cover myself. I cried out daddy, Im in here. As he backed up in the doorway apologizing. It had been four years since Sean’s visit to Dublin and I could still taste his lips on mine, but I was worried that he’d forgotten how we started. We had both been saving our money to fund a trip for either me to go and visit him or for him to come and visit me but there was always something that got in the way. I’d be working when he was free and he’d be free when I was too busy to leave the country. I was beginning to think that all faith had in store for me was finding a best friend in. So Dad was a tedious, well-connected workaholic. But the other thing you need to understand is that Mom was a living wet dream. A former Guess model and Miller Lite girl, she was tall, curvy and gorgeous. At thirty-eight, she had somehow managed to remain ageless and maintained her killer body. She’s five-foot-nine with never-ending legs, generous breasts and full hips that scoop dramatically into her slim waist. People who say Barbie’s proportions are unrealistic obviously never met my.