She feels that the physical attributes seemed to be more important to him and that Brad hasn't touched her since she just started to show and she feel... he is repulsed by her.I know how he is and I expect she certainly does as well since I know there is some validity to what she feels. Brad has always liked his woman slender from head to toe and he is very explicit in his criteria.I wouldn't admit it to Cindy rather I tried to allay her fears and talked about other aspects concerning Brad. She. But I had to see if I could feel that bulge that was quiteapparent in his khakis. It was there all right, I felt it rub up againstmy leg, or should I say I felt it when I rubbed my leg up against hisflaccid shaft hanging down the leg of his pants. He finally pushed me away saying. "Little dude, let me look at you. I can't believe that you havegrown so much" He said as he stepped back, giving me an even better view ofthe rocket in his pants. I could hardly keep my eyes above his waist. . "That sounds great, dad," I reply, because I love my father, and I want him to think that I care about his decisions.We look to my brother, who is currently skewering a pancake. My brother looks up, a somnambulist shaken from sleep. "Yes, dad." But, it is too late. It is clear he is not paying attention and my father clams up, suddenly aware of my brother's (and possibly my) boredom.My father is glad that we clear the plates for him, and he goes to his room to rest. Today is a PD day, and so we. .." I roll my eyes asmy mum and my friends laugh again. "God's sake," I moan. "Is there anysaying in the world that can't be twisted into innuendo for a cock andballs?" Yep," Charlotte says, sitting next to me and giving me a small cuddle."And her name is Jamie-Lee Burke!" This time, it's my turn to giggle atCharlotte's unusual, but very welcome compliment."I'll make you some tea," mum says, leaving me alone with my bestfriends."Great," I say after mum leaves. "I can get some peeing practice.