And all thewhile I stood there in the kitchen, stark naked trying to cover myselfwith my hands!She returned moments later and I didn't see a trace of ...he house keys ormy suitcase! "Time for your bath sweetie," she said as she quickly led methrough the house and into the bathroom. "Bu...but I don't have any clothes, what happened to my clothes?" Iquestioned but Madge only giggled. "I put them back in your closet so you can't get at them sweetie! Don'tyou worry though, we're going to find you. At first, the only sensation was the marvelous feeling of the ice cold water against my hot skin, splashing this way and that. Hmmmmmmm, childhood memories don't get any better than that. Or do they? Suddenly, something hit me unlike anything I'd ever felt before. Not quite pleasure, almost like pain, but what a very VERY nice pain. The forceful water was dancing around something, somewhere down there. But what? I removed the hose quickly from my swimsuit bottom, as if I'd touched a. Included in among all these pictures were a number I'd taken during that short period of time when Evelyn and I had first started dating each other.Glancing at these, it really seemed to me that the two of us looked pretty good together. Seeing these pictures brought back plenty of memories about some of the good times we'd shared together, back before we first started having all those arguments about where our relationship was supposed to be heading.I'd found some other pictures too, pictures. Soon we would become lovers, too.It happened when we were 15, and we were supposed to be in a party. My sister didn't want to go without me. She wanted to see Chad, her most horrible boyfriend who had hit her more than once, out of jealousy, out of drunkenness. I had argued with her so many times about him. I could not understand why she had still feelings for that creep. She deserved better, I told her. But she wouldn't listen to me."C'mon, Brenda... Come with me, please." No way, Syl." Why.