We had a couple more drinks sat in the bar, chatting and getting to know one another just enough. I was sat next to Ray and his hand strayed to my leg... perhaps as a test, at which hubby didn’t look as impressed as he had only a few minutes earlier! Ray seeing the look on Andy`s face then asked if we still wanted to go ahead with it and that if we did then we would have to do exactly as he said or we could leave now and not look back. I asked what he meant by ‘exactly’ and he replied that. When we came around the last bend in the dirt road I could see there were no cars parked at the spring and that we had it to ourselves. Chris seemed relieved at the lack of others as well.We grabbed a couple of towels and the ice chest before walking the 100 yards to the little soaking pool. I quickly shed all my clothing and hopped in sighing with content from the feel of the water. Chris, who was wearing boy's clothes, was slower at stripping. But it was his first time and I had expected. "I was shocked to my core. I just looked at her. I couldn't believe what she had just asked me. Did she really ask for that? I stammered out, "Baby are you sure this is what you want? I mean first it's immoral, illegal and totally not supposed to happen. I'm not even sure I could if I tried. You're my baby, my own daughter." I just didn't know what to say."Daddy, I love you so much, and I don't want some random boy fumbling around and hurt me or just get one that will rut like some dog and then. Now I love, love, love musical theatre, but as a career path, it does have its frustrations. You might work a little more often and make a little more money than theatre folks who don’t do musicals, but unless you’re Patti LuPone or Idina Menzel lucky, you don’t get rich. Then there’re the social drawbacks. All that waffle about how gorgeous I am to one side, the chorus of your average regional musical tends to break down as follows: 50%: Attractive, talented young heterosexual women (say aged.