Maybe I was reading her all wrong in the first place, in which case if I tried to make a move on her I would be throughly embarrassed. After about a w...ek home and getting many signals I decided I was gonna ask her the next opportunity that came up. My cousin who was about 11 was the only one home with us during the day. My uncle would work everyday and my other 2 cousins were older and had already moved out of their house. He was always around and it was difficult to time my approach to her.. It was the size of a coat closet. There was a bar about eye level in the middle of the small room. He pushed me in and told me to get down on my knees. I did. Then he used the pole attached to my collar to push my head to the ground and attached the other end of the pole to the bar in the closet. This left me in an awkward position with my face to the floor and my ass in the air. He turned off the light and closed the door. Total darkness. The room was too small for me to lie down so I had to. Jim just chuckled and said: "Come on. Get up and fix us some breakfast. Ham and eggs sounds good. Get your little ass moving."Linda slithered out of the bed, away from her dad, and padded naked to the closet, where she pulled out her pink robe. "Is it all right if I wear this?" she asked her father. She was getting trained fast!"Go ahead," Jim said. "But nothing under it." But I should wear panties!" Linda protested."I'll only tear them off you," her dad said, laughing.Linda sighed in despair. ." Eric said, giving me a concerned look. "I only meant you seem... wiser, or more grown up. You're not afraid of showing how you feel about me because you know who and what you are, and don't give a damn about what others think."And I know you still like girls, not guys, so don't give me that going queer shit," he scolded. "I guess you just don't... show off like you used to." Shit, Eric. When did you get so wise yourself?" It's not me, really. My mom keeps telling me I shouldn't be afraid to.