Christopher did not speak but Catherine continued, "Mum told me everything,about my school uniform, about you and her..."Still Christopher said nothin... but what Catherine said next jolted him a bit, "Mum said you looked hot in my uniform."Christopher spoke for the first time, "Did she? How would she know,she was tanning my arse at the time." Well I suppose she has thought about it a lot since," replied his sister.Christopher just grunted in reply but then Catherine said something that surprised. .. strictly reacting to the situation ... what ever it was ... it worked. The witnesses were shocked.I couldn't tell them what I did as a 55 year old colonel. A specifically trained hand to hand combat killer of the SOG ... an organization of the Army that didn't exist in 1955 ... who would believe me? Maybe everyone ... I can hear it now: "Yes, David ... I mean Colonel ... sure you did. Let me tighten up these straps. You'll be more comfortable if you can't fall out of the stretcher .... . ok just do it and we will fire off a couple of shots and you can decide if we should keep or delete or go on, it’s no more than any woman on a beach does nowadays. How is it more than topless on the beach... maybe they were right.So I reached behind and through my blouse I unhooked the bra, unsure what I was supposed to do next.They fired off a few more shots, but didn’t show me. The photographer got his sidekick to ‘arrange me,’ not asking this time, he reached inside my blouse and pushed my. Her mouth gaped open as she searched desperately for something to scream at him. Nothing came out.She looked around the kitchen, searching for something to throw, something to break. After a mad moment, she stopped.A crushing certainty descended on her that this was her fault. She had no one to blame. She had gotten herself into this situation.The path to this place was far too familiar. It always began with a sexy bad boy. The rush of her arousal inevitably blinded her to the stupidity of her.