She was wearing the same top she had said goodbye to Dad in, and it had a very open front. It was sliding open and she was slouched sideways, and I co...ldn’t help but notice the expanse of skin she was showing. Each jostle of the car seemed to move the fabric just a little, and for the last twenty miles, I was sure I could see the slight brown crinkle of nipple. I thought maybe I was crazy, trying to catch sight of my Mom’ breast, but I hadn’t had any help from Misty in two weeks, and I might. I hopped out, my hands carefully held to the side. I had never met any African people before, so my mind was filled with nothing but fifth-hand comments and rumors. Contrary to so much that I had heard, they simply looked like people. But then I had heard silly rumors about the peoples of the Far East until I got there.All the men, and some of the women, were armed. However no arrows were fixed to the strings of the bows and I noted the spears seemed to be held in the left hands and were not. "What's this about being a sailor?" Not here, Honey. There was a little confusion there. I wasn't talking about being a deep water swabbie -- I get seasick. I'll explain later -- and it's better than that." Okay." She leaned against me, apparently blissfully happy, while she dug into her salad. I went to work on mine, too, while trying to decide what to ask her."What are your plans?" I asked, finally. "What are you doing?" I'm in community college," she replied. "Theoretically, I'm working on. ..I had compared size, between Brinn and Uncle Bob. It was impossible not to be at least a little curious about what other “sizes” might be like. And I met a lot of handsome, interesting men. They were quite interested in me as well. And Shannon, of course. Apparently all men have a thing about twins. Or at least a fantasy about twins.There was this one guy named Jeremy. We were lab partners for a semester. He was sweet, and I guess the curiosity overcame me, because I ended up in bed with him.