I jumped and dropped the box. "Oh, I'm sorry I was just..." It's okay. I know what you were doing." He shut the door behind him and came closer. "I ho...e you don't mind. Those pictures really turned me on," he said. I couldn't believe it, was this real? I could feel myself getting wet down there."You really are a good looking girl," he said. "Thanks, you're not bad yourself," I replied, getting more confident. He smiled at me and glanced at the bed. He walked over and stroked my hair. And then. " She sighed. "But then, not that I need to explain any ofthis to you, they really aren't the real me. Are they, Abby?" You remember?" Of course, I remember... now," smiled Joanna. "This overly hot andsexy body and these totally awesome boobs notwithstanding, I know I'mreally your brother John Winthrop. And I think it's long past time Iwas my real self again. Don't you agree, Abby?"I swallowed nervously, but didn't say a word. I knew once John hadrestored himself, I was certain to be paid back. "I shall see you in the morning, Tart." I skip outside, wrapping my scarf around my neck and tripping on the doormat."I love you more!" Ashley laughs back at me from the top step. I give her a majestic Queen-Elizabeth-II wave as I gracefully slip into my car and shut the door."Your scarf is hanging out the door!" Ashley cries out in fits of laughter, shaking her head at me."God, give me strength. This is all his fault. Stupid Australian! He probably doesn't even kiss that well," I mumble to. Sarah was not pleased. No teenaged girl wants her father to be along when she goes to see the man she loves. But she swallowed her impulse to argue. She wanted to see Bobby badly enough that she’d take what she could get. She expected to be grumpy, and for her father to keep harping against her wishes.Oddly enough, their long ride gave them an opportunity to talk that otherwise probably would not have happened.That time, and that talk, convinced Jonas that Sarah’s feelings were not just a.