That you are mine.” “”It would be too embarrassing. I couldn’t do it.” Deep inside, the thought of dancing topless in front to a strange gro...p of college guys did have a naughty, bad girl appeal to me. I could not help by think what Sr. Mary Pius from my all girls Catholic high school would say if she knew sweet little innocent Cindy was dancing in a Pensacola tittie bar! The thought of shocking the habit off Sr. Mary was almost reason enough to do this by itself. “What if there is someone I. " Oh."Eddie glanced at Chelle. Yes, she'd got it too. It was there when they'd met that first day, and they should've picked it straight away: the only possible explanation for Sarah was that she really was from the eighteenth century. And yet it was just so impossible, so he understood the look in Chelle's face as they watched Jill trying to explain the mechanics of television to Sarah.Eddie guessed that it had been easy for him, for his family to this point. They just had to decide whether. I had a pretty normal childhood and upbringing in our small Midwest town. Got laid a few times in high school because I was at least a half-ass athlete but went to college and got a software engineering degree that let me come back home and make a decent living. I now worked remotely from my older house in a vintage neighborhood where I could even walk to many necessary places.Perhaps I should have been less naïve about Sarah. I met her our senior year in college. She discovered I was a tekkie. The whole family could discuss anyone's problems openly and without the slightest embarrassment, hence this remarkable scene in the Thompson family bathroom.She sat up unselfconsciously and handed her father a cloth. "Wash my tits for me daddy. As for last night," she looked at each of her parents in turn as her father rubbed some soap into the cloth and began to gently wash her breasts one at a time, "I sensed something about Rick that you seemed to see and I didn't! And this morning I saw.