"When did you become so repressed, Dad?" I'm not repressed." Then why are you so uptight about how I'm dressed?" She flung back the covers to make sur... he could see everything.He controlled his breathing with an effort of will. "Aly, that outfit doesn't leave anything to the imagination." It's not supposed to. That's why I wore it, Dad. I'm a grown woman. I choose who gets to see my body." Her eyes glinted. "And I choose you." Aly..." I know you're not a prude, Dad. So relax. And don't worry. We’re on vacation but I’m guessing you don’t work.” He said it with a questioning sound to his voice.“That’s true. I retired after striking it rich quite accidentally. I have to be careful but shouldn’t have to work any time soon. I’m touring the US this year. Earlier this summer, I went up to Niagara and Montreal. However, now I’m staying south. I’m not sure I want to even think about being caught in snow in my RV.”“X, why don’t you come over and meet the rest of us? My family and my wife’s. I sit in the cabin and sip my wine and wait.I realise i am nervous and that i have got through my mug of wine in about five minutes and i can feel the warmth of the alcohol spreading outwards from my stomach.the door to the bow compartment opens and she pops out. She has brushed her hair and put on a denim shirt that is unbuttoned enough for me to see a little cleavage. her shirt is tucked into some beige chinos her feet bare and out of her well worn deck shoes. She pads over and slowly leans. Trudy turned to Frank and said, “You got two quick choices to make Frank. You can hike your butt home or deal with two girls giving you a full makeover so we will be willing to be seen hanging out with you. I may only go down on girls, but that still doesn’t mean I don’t care how any guys I hang out with look. Start walking or get your ass in the car. I’m starving.”Yeah that confirms it. This was planned!Kirsten didn’t have to even know Frank to know that any nerd boy in high school wasn’t.