Not that he wouldn't have wanted to anyway, but the combination of action and resistance fired up his imagination. This long afternoon began with ... walk through the park between her apartment and the subway station with his arm around her. She seemed to accept that readily, even this early in the day. The movie followed, a sort of romantic western which appealed to men and women about equally and deserved to make tons of money if anybody knew it was there. They held hands and even kissed. Dad got luggage out of the trunk, and carried it to the door of the cabin. He put down the bags and handed me the key. A big sign over the door said, “Honeymoon Cabin.” I opened the door; daddy picked me up, and carried me into the cabin. He put me down on the biggest bed I’ve ever seen. He went and got the bags and brought them in, and put them on the luggage racks. There was a box, wrapped up with white paper and a big pink bow. I wanted to rip it open, but dad quickly put it under his. With the shorts, I could see the majority of her thighs and her t-shirt was tight too. She was feeling shy.I went to her and hugged her tightly. For the first time, I was feeling her boobs. I could feel that she was wearing a bra inside. I said to her “I thought you never wore a bra at night”. She just smiled and looked down. I hugged her again and rubbed my hands on her back. I now looked into her eyes and went to kiss her. Our lips met and we were smooching. That was a great feeling. This was. "What are we talking about? Telling us the report cleared Gretchen? That's more of a bent rule." Nah. I caught your boy, Leo, nosing around the precinct looking for information," he said with a grin. "After I sweated him a bit, I realized who he was, why he was hanging around, and what he was looking for. So I gave it to him and kicked his sorry ass out the door. Not that I'll ever admit it." Elvis?" I asked incredulously. "You gave the CSI stuff to Leo?" I wasn't easy to surprise, but Sweeney.