“Rick, I know right now you hate me and have every right to but for the sake of my parents, and maybe yours too, can we at least have a truce for a ...ew hours?”“You know that I’m always sneaking feels of your tits and a hand up under the hem of you sexy skirt,” I remembered.“I know and Mom usually catches you feeling my tits or ass. Please, Rick, I need you to touch me, hold me and at least pretend to care about me.”“I do care about you, Donna. Okay, a family truce it is.” I made the letter T. The only light in the room came from the glowing green numbers from a clock-radio. It told him that it was two in the morning. He groped his way to the bedroom door and opened it. The bathroom was just past his daughter's room and he was almost there when the bathroom door swung open and the hallway was bathed in blinding light."Uh," said Mike squinting his eyes shut against the light."Sorry Dad," said his daughter, Michelle. She slowly slid past him and then popped into her room.Mike got over. Und trotzdem hie? das nicht,dass sie in Zukunft unbedingt weiterhin ein M?dchen sein w?rde.Auf meiner Brust hatte sich nichts weiter getan. W?rden sich die Br?stenun wieder zur?ck entwickeln, wie angek?ndigt? Damit w?re eineEntscheidung getroffen. Aber ich war noch nicht bereit f?r dieseEntscheidung. Ich wurde durch Sarah aus meinen Gedanken gerissen. Sie sah so aus, wieich sie kennengelernt hatte: Jeans und unf?rmiger Pullover."Sarah, warum hast du denn das an?" Ich habe dich gerade gesehen,. ."He fell silent, surprised that he had been about to tell this woman all his woes, something about her seemed to make him trust her."Why have you never had treatment for it," she spoke into his silence, "plastic surgery or something." I did try it once," he confessed, "the surgeons tried a test patch, it didn't take." How about the new treatment then," she smiled, "I hear it's extremely good, practically no failures." What new treatment?" Ian asked.He was surprised when Candice told him about.