” “Well, I don’t know anything about that, but I’m glad you are going to be able to get somewhere with it.” “So what did you tell Bob? And...how did it go last night? Um – don’t give me any details, but did you come?” “George, Honey, why are you doing this to yourself? I told you I was not going to throw it up in your face, and I don’t want you beating yourself to death over what Terry and I do together. Let’s just say things went well and let it go at that. Would you please stay with me. I noticed the mirror that was on the stand beside the bed. I shifted my position slightly and looked into the mirror and saw Mary’s daughter Cindy standing just outside the bedroom door. She was watching us around the edge of the door. The bedroom door that Mary had not shut was now opened just a few inches and her 16 year old daughter was watching everything we were doing. I must admit that I was getting a little more than just turned on by the thought of being watched by Mary’s daughter. I. " he said."Really! I thought you were in Yr. 12. You look too old for Yr. 10." She said, surprised."That's the work of hormones for ya, in the last few years I've grown 2 feet and doubled in body mass." he replied."I wish you were my REAL big brother." She whined."But I am. I bet we'll spend more time together at school then you would with a big brother a home. I'll have to take you home some time, I'm sure you'd like my sister." He said, trying to comfort her.Before they knew it Lunch was over. Mom's, like, ZERO help. I don't know if she' doesn't KNOW, or if she don't care."I considered for exactly zero seconds before saying, "Cindy, if you need help, I can help you. While I'm here, you know. That'll get you halfway through the year, anyway." Oh, thanks!" she smiled. "I could use some help." Yeah, just make sure that your mom knows that I'm helping you. I don't want her looking for her missing daughter and finding you at my place for no reason." Yeah," she snorted, "like she cares.