Figuring I’d get a headstart I unrolled a length of ‘glass and tried to mark the outline of the girder that formed the main interior centerline. P...etty frustrating.“What are you doing?” That question came from the crew foreman.“Trying to layout the ‘glass I’ll need to wrap the girder,” I said.“Ever done this before?”“No.”“What have you built?”“Paper airplane ... and tried to sew some shorts.”“Jesus! Come on.”I motioned at my mess. The huge circular fan I needed to keep me cool was blowing. I’m not sure whether you want to know this or not,’ she said, her eyes looking back down again.'Deb, it’s ok. You can tell me. Honestly, it’s fine,’ I replied. My heartbeat was picking up pace and those familiar butterflies started up in my stomach. Was she going to tell me what I had been longing to hear for the past few years?'Ok, in the first few weeks of our relationship, just when we started dating…I may have had one brief sexual encounter. Just brief and I promise that we weren’t. Nervously, she twiddled a ringlet of blonde hair through her fingertips. ‘It’s…the girls.’ Her blush deepened and spread. ‘Everyone’s seen you on campus with these trampy girls, college drop-outs and townies, and there’s all sorts of rumors-they say you live off-campus in a whole house full of them, like a harem, and that they all work as strippers to put you through college…’ She broke off and shook her head, realizing how stupid it all sounded. ‘I mean, I know, it’s probably just crazy stuff. You say that the dog keeps on running off with mummy's panties but... well, why is she wearing them in the first place? The sisters have told us that, as sex slaves, we should always keep ourselves as available to men as possible, hence our... places... should be uncovered. And as for letting a dog touch me down there! Please, daddy, tell me that this is a joke! I really am not sure that I could let a dog (or any other animal) near that part of my body.I am so sorry that I have disappointed you.