The first is when she puts her violin under her chin. The second is when she's around Bert. I'm thinking that in both cases, she is a virtuoso."Yeah ..... Part of the spectrum. You know what I mean." I think I do. That's sort of what I wanted to talk about. I'm nervous." Why? You're marrying a guy that adores you. I know you, and you wouldn't let him within ten feet if you didn't feel the same way." That is all true. But Cindy ... we're both virgins. I'm scared." Of what? That it'll hurt? I've. " Oh yes it was Terry," she said as she pushed the empty plate away. "You see darling it was the only meal I've ever had that I didn't cook myself."She slept again then while I sat in the garden and I must have dozed off because it was mid-afternoon when I awoke to find mum seated on a kitchen chair beside me, head back, eyes closed soaking up the sun."I'm not asleep Terry," she said, "I'm just enjoying the sun."For some reason, I thought of dad, and I took hold of her hand."Is there anything. Like with the dog walk, no one seemed to notice me;this brought my courage and comfort factor way up, so far up that when Iwas having a soda at the food court, which is in the game section, I saya guy playing a video game which I am good at, and started giving himsome advice. Actually what happened is that I was so comfortable with myself that Iforgot that I was dressed as a girl until I got up and stood next to himthat I saw my reflection in the shiny surface of the game. Oh well, oncedone. What happened proved me very mistaken, shelly began to rub me here and there in her funny childish ways and I didn't argue as I wanted to get on with it. But the more she touches me and gets no resistance; the more she gets balder. She took the soap bar and rubbed it all over my breasts then replaced it with her hands and fondled them and was getting more passionate and I was getting aroused by the second. "Shelly what are you doing?" "Soaping you Sandra, what don't you use soap?" "of course I.