The younger children went to sleep after eating that much, but most of the family trooped into the bedroom for Tricia's ceremonial deflowering.Tricia,...too, had long since lost her hymen, so that was not a problem. Mary had regaled Tricia with the details of her experience and how much she had enjoyed every step of the way, so Tricia wanted exactly the same things done to and for her. That's how the event became ceremonial.Tricia was not quite as tall as Mary, so there had to be a slight. “We all have fantasies,” she says as she pats his shoulder, “I am not upset or mad, surprised maybe.”She begins to gently knead his shoulder, before gracefully brushing her hand down his arm. She could feel his muscles as she continued brushing his arm towards his hand. She stops briefly to draw light circles on his forearm, before continuing. She carefully and silently removes her seatbelt. “For example,” she declares as she stops moving towards his hand. In a single fluid motion, she. "Yes, you do," said a voice from the other room.We froze, fear coursing through both of us."Daddy?"Daddy? OH SHIT!"I have to use the restroom," said the voice. "You two get yourselves together, while I do that."I heard his footsteps fade, then the creak of a door.Kelly looked up at me and I met her eyes.Sparkling laughing blue eyes."Oops," She said.We got ourselves upright and fixed our clothes.Easy for me, but Kelly had to overlap the tails of her blouse and tuck them into her skirt."Thank. . electronic paper? You record things on this, and it remembers them?”“That’s right, yes. Those little symbols in rows down at the bottom are called a keyboard. Rather than writing a character of the alphabet like you would on a piece of paper, you just press one of those, and it appears on the screen. Then you can string them together to make words.”“And it’s all done through touch,” she added, tapping at the glass experimentally and watching as gibberish appeared on the text document. “Like.