An unconscious girl of twenty two or three, the latest focus of Clegg's attentions, was lying propped against a half demolished wall. Her unconscious ...tate might seem to have been the consequences of German military activity. In all honesty, though, Clegg had to confess it was entirely due to the pad of chloroform he had pressed against her face. Her brown tweed coat fell open as Clegg dragged her wrists behind her back so that he could tie them with the length of cord he had pulled from his. I don't recall being embarrassed. I thought it normal and just something all parents did.When I saw mom later that evening, she asked me how my day went and that's when I told her about my chat with Bill and how we both were reminiscing about being bathed by our parents when we were kids. She smiled and told she remembered how much fun it was and how she used to tease me about my stiffies.I laughed back and said, "I don't think you'd be teasing me if you saw my stiffie now." Don't be crude. “That’s better, right?” she asked. “Yes,” was all I could say. Over the course of the first show I became extremely relaxed being naked around her. I also started too really like the show. By the fourth episode I was hooked. Hooked on the show and hooked on being naked in the dorm. Around five I got up and fixed us dinner. I felt very comfortable doing things for her. However, after dinner she shocked me further. “We need to shave your pussy,” she said after we were eating. “Wait…what?” I. His smile was amazingly similar to Henry's and my heart actually leapt as he beamed at me.Well, after a coffee to settle us all down I collected my luggage and Jack put them in the boot of the car and off we drove. It was a delightful drive, the scenery was fantastic and Jack and Mary were incredibly witty companions, and before I knew it I was laughing and joking along with them, my depression lifting, my thoughts of Henry settling into a warm glow, after all I did have part of him right here.