”“What if I wanted to be your close friend like that too?”“OH RACHEL – I would kiss your feet, to be your close friend. You make me shiver, ...hen we talk like this.”“What if Guy wanted to be your close friend too? Would you sleep with him and me?”“THIS VERY NIGHT – I WOULD SLEEP WITH YOU AND GUY!”“If we were sleeping with Alison, would you still sleep with us?”“Each and every night, if you would let me, for as long as you would let me. She is only my second really good friend here in. She smiles again and shrugs her shoulders girlishly indicating that the subject is closed. I feel overwhelming compassion as I stand before her. The cool water is soothing around us as is the silence of the bath house. She looks up at me as I am a good hand’s span taller than her. I feel her hand grasp mine under the water and pull me close. Our lips meet and I feel her lovely soft, smooth skin against my face. After a moment she pulls away and looks up apologetically. But I am a swifter beast. "Then she can un use it," Kitty replied."And where am I supposed to sleep?" her mother replied."With Daddy of course," Kitty replied, "And use a condom I don't want a baby sister." Catherine how dare you talk to me like that," her mother demanded."Oh grow up Mummy, the only difference between you and me is that I get paid," Kitty sneered, "You would be in seventh heaven screwing eight young boys like I did earlier." Catherine, how dare you, Charles tell her," Kittys mother demanded, "Charles!". It was almost as nice looking at that, as at her bosom."Sorry," he said. He forced himself to look away. He saw blinking lights ahead and off to the right a bit. He pointed. "What's that?"She leaned forward and pushed a button. A round radar screen came to life, with a sweeping needle. There were a dozen blips on the screen as the needle completed a 360 degree sweep. Each blip had tiny letters beside it that glowed green in the dark."That's flight 3872 out of New York, bound for London," she.