"I was a little bit taken aback by Uncle Bunny's admission. He seemed like a happy person. I wondered what was wrong. I would have asked him about it,...but I was afraid that would seem impertinent of me. I went off to my own bedroom and went to sleep. Uncle Bunny was also right about us going to the Museum of Science and Industry. I thought almost all the exhibits were interesting. I didn't think that Mama or Uncle Bunny were that interested, but Dad and I hurried around, trying to take in as. "Would you mind rubbing some on my back?" I asked."Gladly". He took the bottle as I rolled back on to my stomach and began applying the oil to my back. His hands were soft, yet manly and strong. He worked his way along my upper and lower back. Then, he moved to my ass.I lifted my butt in the air slightly as he rubbed oil into my crack. Then he slipped a finger into my boi-hole... Then another. I was in heaven by this time as I started to churn my ass against his hand. By now, I was pushing back. This not only bent the prop, it bent the handle of the motor and made the throttle impossible to use -- and she was knocked out of position as well. In the confusion the raft got sideways and rode right up over that rock in the wave train. They could feel it bump against the downstream side tube, then scrunch ever so slowly on the center section. For an awful instant there, Scooter thought they were going to get pinned with the upstream rail down, a sure recipe for a flip, unless there wasn't. Arlene nodded, and then laughed a little. "I don't really play in a kick butt style."Richard smiled. "You do, in your own way. Come on, I'll walk you back. A good night's sleep, breakfast, killer audition ... and then we'll hang out." I can't wait to be done, tomorrow evening. It's going to be a long day, with all the theory and history tests. I wish my audition was earlier, but that's how it worked out." I'll come down to the hotel and have breakfast with you, if you want?" Hmm. No, you must.