”We walked away, in deep thought. We were pretty quiet on the way home, and Linds picked up on it quickly. “What happened?”I set up the camera, ...atching it into my 50 inch television. First, we showed her Shaggy, singing the nursery rhyme, then Pocohantas and her drummers. She sat quiet when it ended, moisture leaking out of her eyes. When she recovered, she grinned and hugged Jen. “When are you going to finish it?”“Finish what?”“This ... documentary? On homeless people with hidden talents, you. You were moaning like crazy!" I assumed she ment my wet dream. I blushed. "Yeah.. It was pretty great..." I replied. "Oh really? What was it about?" she asked me. I looked at her in the eyes and wondered if I should tell the truth. Yes, I should. "Well, if you must know, it was about you." I said. Lyndsey looked shocked. "Really? What was I doing?" she asked. "You were kissing me." Lyndsey moved closer to me. "LIke this?" she asked as she kissed me passionatley. "Yeah," I. She noticed that Rhonda Dahl, recently promoted to Commodore was present. She seemed proud to have that one star on her shoulder boards."You may be seated," Little Fox said, using a hanky to wipe the remaining crumbs from her hastily eaten breakfast of a poached egg on a piece of toast with tea and honey.Again they waited until she sat before they did. She had an effect on all in the room from the exotic smell of perfume her daughter Jennifer developed and was marketing. It was called. As far as our relationship was concerned we were pretty close.Rachael was like a younger sister to me and i felt very protective towards her.At school i would take her side when some of the highschool sluts would tease her.I even punched an asshole who tried to grope her during lunch,she was sobbing so profusely after that incident.Rachael also had the same kind of feelings about me or atleast thats what i presumed.She treated me like an elder brother but we were more like friends than.