‘Why are you standing over there, girl?’ he asked with a knowing voice as he leaned back on the couch. She pulled her finger from her red lips and...folded her hands infront of her trying to regain her composure to answer. There was a slight pause and then she replied with a coy smile,”Just taking in the scenery.” Her Daddy cracked a small smile, “You’re nervous.” Looking down at her shoes she nodded, she knew she couldn’t hide anything from him no matter how small. ‘Come here,’ he said in a. My eyes were slightly wide and my jaw was a little bit slack. "I wouldn't imagine they do, Sir," I replied, blinking eventually when the shock wore off. "So you'd say you're one of a select few?" he asked boldly, smiling as if he knew he had caught me. He had, after all, and I was doing a very poor job of saving face. I swallowed hard, walking gently away from him and putting the creamer back in the fridge. "I don't know what you're talking about." "Oh darling, I may not have been the top of my. Then again, that fact should have been made clear by the sun and the sky. The second thing I realized was that I was surrounded by sand. The only logical explanation was that I had been somehow thrown from the wreckage of the plane and washed up on shore. That was good. The next few details I discovered weren’t so good.The crash must have been pretty grizzly, because most of my clothes had been torn from my body. The few strands that remained did little to cover up my frame. In fact, most of it. Then I saw Jessica walking down the school drive towards the entrancegates, I could see her white blouse and a large knotted tie under heropened school blazer, her green pleated skirt swayed from side to side asshe walk. Makeup and hair was perfect. She had seen me and gave a cheekysmile. As I watched her walking towards me, in my fantasy mind "I waswalking those steps" When she got into the car I heard her nylons rubtogether as she swung those long legs of hers into the car. I looked ather.