"It's made from pig bristles." She told me.I bent to my unpleasant task, first pouring hot water over the hides/furs in an effort to take care of the ...leas, then scrubbing them with the soap and brush. It took me the best part of an hour and when finished, I laid the clean floor coverings out on the grass to dry. Kirsty was nowhere to be seen when I re-entered the house but I could hear noises from behind the curtain that screened off what I assumed was a sleeping area. I investigated and found. Rachel was a Jewish beauty. Pale skin, rosy cheeks, piercing gren eyes, raven-black hair and noble features. She was on the curvy side, just as I liked my women. She was also demure, tacftful and considerate - she had told me she had a relatively priveleged upbringing, but she was never the kind to be stuck up or have a sense of entitlement. I rather fancied Rachel, and we had flirted often while working together. But I had always got the impression that Rachel was much too prim and proper to. “Your father is a very stubborn man. He decided that he would never allow himself to abuse a child and as far as we know, he has stuck to that conviction. Unfortunately, as a result, he has rarely allowed himself to have even normal contact with you and your sisters.”I nodded. “For the longest time, Bec and I thought it was something wrong with us. Finally we worked out that Dad is afraid of what he will do if he is close to a girl our age or younger. But what has this to do with me and. With a twist of the dial she had it and out came a great jive number that she knew. She gave out a yell and began a bopping swaying movement and snapping her fingers. Dan was in awe at her sudden vivacious power. She laughed at his response, " Your blushing Dan!" "Yes I believe I am!" he laughed, How do you do that?" Janet took hold of his hand and bopped around him like she did with the chair back when by herself to the music. To Dan it was magical and tears welled up as he held out his hand.