In other words: every possiblemotivation had been nudged toward mixed-gender clothes shopping."Not clothes shopping," Olivia was quick to point out. "...nsembleshopping."Ana was the first to model her new outfits. Alyssa offered to pay forone outfit, and it wound up costing close to $500 - a charcoal-grayskirt and a form-fitting indigo-purple sweater with a looping drape ofcream-colored almost-scarf knit around the head hole and looping out tothe shoulder areas. Her long violet hair shimmered. She bent over and pulled the suit's leg holes away so I could get under the area where her suit would normally be and I lathered her and carefully (very) shaved off all the hair I could see. I must admit that when I wiped my fingers across her rear and back legs feeling for stubble I'd missed, yes, there was a little twinge in my boxers. I'm only human.Just about then, the doorbell downstairs rang and I ran down and let in Connie, a friend of Michelle's, who's also going on the Saint Croix. .. you know ... go down on him? Force you to give him a blowjob?”“No, he ... OH my!” and I started to see how horrible all of this could have gone if my father hadn’t rushed in when he did.I hugged my mom closer and shivered even more.“Many guys are just like that, just caring about themselves and don’t care about anything other than doing things that pleases themselves. I’m just so glad that you are okay, and didn’t get hurt.”“I did get hurt,” I whispered.“Where?” mom asked.“When I saw daddy’s. But he was sure that some of those shiny rods were inserted in her pelvis and lower back. A month ago he had heard a doctor mentioning that her spinal cord was damaged and she was paralyzed from the waist down. “Poor thing, comatose and paralyzed,” mumbled Simon, and then wondered why his pity distinguished this particular patient from all others, which were equally unfortunate. Simon couldn’t avert his gaze from her left leg that was elevated above the bed by a system of pulleys and ropes..