?'It is a truth universally acknowledged that a young person in possession of sufficient funds must be in want of a slave-girl.'Rebecca daCastro walke... up from Kresto Abrikoto, or Apricot Ridge's, suburban train station running through the text of 'Pride and Punishment' in her head. She looked on as the little green train pulled away with a puff of steam as it headed to the next station down the line. The two rear carriages, little more than cattle trucks with canvas awnings slung over them,. He was a handsome man. Mature. He had glasses that gave him this teacher-look. But the hunky teacher that you wanted to drop your panties for.He was a teacher, and I had dropped my panties for him. I almost giggled.“Why did you bring this to church?” I asked. “I thought this was to help me study, right?”I stroked across the top of the device. It was like a box but had places to plug things in. Dad said it would send out sound waves to help students study. My little sister, June, had teased me. " I paused in thought, "To give her credit, she probably wasn't trying to be mean, it just didn't occur to her that I might object. When I'm not playing they tend to forget I'm even there." That doesn't sound very nice. What do you play?" Lead guitar for Slip Stream. What about you?" I play lead as well, for Jonesville, the Jones family band. My brothers Jed and John play bass and drums. I'm June." Glad to meet you, June, I'm Mac, Oswald MacDonald really, but everyone calls me Mac. At least. You know people wouldn't understand you sleeping naked in your father's bed." You sleep naked," I pouted. "And besides, who cares what other people think?" I demanded as I pressed insistently against him. "Besides, you've seen me naked before — I am your daughter! And you're my doctor," I added indignantly, "You're supposed to see my body. Is something wrong with it?" I asked laying back and spreading my legs and arms, opening myself to my Daddy's inspection."Of course not Stef! It's just that.