”Oh crap. I didn’t want to talk to my mother about sex and girls. I mean, I’d already lost my virginity last night so I was all set right? I ...new about STD’s and condoms and pregnancy. I mean schools teach us that from the fourth grade up now. I was dreading her next words until after I’d heard them, then I was riveted. “It’s about you father.”“What about my father?” She had always deflected questions about him and said he didn’t matter at all.Mom looked upset, but continued, “Well. He. He built a shed roof that was high enough for an additional story. All the walls and roof were thick and well insulated against the cold of winter and the slight heat of summer. There was no glass for the windows but all of them had thick shutters for the inside and outside. A ladder was built to access the loft.The only curious thing about the house was the door. There were two with a small room between them. John explained that it would be a "mud room" to allow cold weather gear to be stored. Slowly standing, you reveal your nakedness to me. Water cascades over your upturned nipples and down your curves, following your hips and down your long legs. Beading on your soft, full bottom and sparkling from your swollen lips, my attention is drawn to your slightly parted thighs. Quivering in anticipation, you feel lightheaded and weak as my strong arms lift you from your bath. Trusting, as when you were a child, you feel safe and protected in my arms. Gently drying you with a warm, plush. .. you've got a long way to go until I'll be comfortable with you in a sexual way." So I crawled into bed by myself. Lisa was right--the sheets did feel different against my smooth legs in the bed. I was wearing my panties and bra to bed. Later I would learn how uncomfortable bras were to wear to bed, but that night the novelty overwhelmed the discomfort. Even so, it was cold! I scrunched the covers up around me and eventually fell to sleep.Lisa knocked on my door in the morning and told me to.