. a bit difficult, but not too bad, once you get used to it," Sandra answered with a steady voice."And how did you handle all the touching?" Strangely...enough, I wasn't touched as much as you would think." Really? So, they didn't grab your ... um ... assets whenever they could?" Not really!" Sandra answered smiling. "There has been some touching, but like I said, not as much as you would expect." That's ... um ... nice of them," the girl said. She then looked at her boyfriend, who was still. ”My mouth was so dry that I could hardly speak but finally I said, “No, I don’t mind one bit.” I probably should have stopped right there but I didn’t. I said, “You don’t ever have to wear a top around me. That is if you don’t want too.”Billy's Mom looked at me and replied, “So you like looking at my breasts do you. Do you want to touch them? You can, I don’t mind.”Of course I did but by then I couldn’t say another word. My throat was just too dry. She told me to come over and feel of them all. "It's fine," I replied, stepping out of reach. I couldn't afford the illusion of comfort right now, knowing it was given in pity. Not from him. "Let's get us some rooms," I said, joining Billy at the car."You're not staying with your father?" Billy asked curiously."He converted my old room into an office some time ago," I told him, grabbing my bag from the back. "He does have a sofa bed, but I'd rather not sleep on it if I can help it."The woman behind the motel counter was sixty-something,. " There's a letter from Adam Worthington." Okay, I'll take that now," and she followed me to the cubicle took theletter and said to the nurse. "As soon as Helen is ready, bring herinto my office."I dressed again and the nurse tapped. "Can I come in?"I pulled back the curtain. "Yes, all finished."She held out a mirror and brush in one hand and a mint humbug in theother. "I knew I had one of these somewhere in a desk drawer, I don'tknow how long it's been there so keep the wrapper in case you.