Both her brothers do it for her. She doesn't think it's such a big deal, they do it every day. More than once, too. Whenever one of them wants to do i..., they tell her so she can watch. I want to, too." And you'd never tell mom or dad? Never?" Of course not, Ben. I told you I'd get naked, too. You think I'd tell them about that?"True, that was true, I thought."When will you do it again?" I usually do it in the shower after breakfast." Maybe we can shower together. I've never showered with a boy. “Are you alright Sir?” Lucy asked as she sat in the left seat. Frank was in the right seat looking on with concern.Ted took a deep breath, “My heart is going a hundred beats per minute.”“Is that alright Sir?” Frank asked.“I’ve been a long-distance runner all my life. Never been this excited since I won my first Marathon.”Frank giggled, “Bell pre-flight check.”“All systems go sir.”“Anything on Radar?”“Yes sir, the NEWS ship is coming in.”Frank picked up the Mic, “Tina in the NEWS. This is Major. . and he had it. Three more jumps, and he was near one of the many places the street gutters emptied into the sewers under a few streets. Those carried storm waters and street waste down to the bay, and out into the Abian Sea. More importantly, there was a nexus of sewer tunnels not far from the home of his parents, and there was a large oaken grate that could be moved enough for a man to climb out.He slid down another copper drainpipe - the abrasion was hard on his boots, he would need to ask. It was frightening but began a lifelong desire to be used by hung men.My best friend at that time lived on the other side of town in a large 3 storey Victorian terraced house. His parents were regular churchgoers and considered pillars of the community. My friend's father (I'll call him Mr Webster) was straight laced, or so I thought. He had his own study, furnished in period style to match the house. Mrs Webster dressed well, always in dresses or skirts, and wore hosiery often, something my.