Her dad would kill me, Miss." I'm sure he would, Gerry. Dads tend to be jealous about boys manhandling their daughters. Especially when they look like...Charlotte." She suddenly had to busy herself with the coffee mugs to hide her confusion. They called her Charlie. Anyone less like a boy would hard to imagine."You're as big as Charlie, Miss."She wondered if she had heard correctly."Miss?"She picked up the two mugs and he followed her like a dog into the other room. This time, she sat down at one. James?”“With all my heart,” I said giving her a kiss on the cheek.“Are we there yet?” came from the back of the car, again followed by giggles.You would think, with Delia and Sarah being only two years apart that they would be closer than they are. They were until Pam started giving the Delia some adult responsibilities at 15-years-old. The two of them were like the Musketeers except with someone missing. Delia followed her mother around, helping and learning all that she could so her mother. I was immediately drawn to her wonderful oval features, skilfully made up; to accentuate her grey almond shaped eyes that gazed hypnotically into mine. As she gazed at me, with a slight sensuous smile, her tongue seductively wetting her lips. I could feel my self control draining away, and my erection becoming a problem, as all rational thought seemed to have deserted me."Hello doctor, I thought you might need to examine me." She said in a very low husky voice. I replied, my voice seeming as. It didn't happen often, but I could tell."Yes?" I prompted."Uh, tonight, with Darlene..." Unh huh?" Be gentle. I think she's a..." No way. I have a very open mind. I believe in leprechauns, Santa Claus, and the Loch Ness Monster. But an eleventh grade cherry cheerleader, that boggles the mind." I never thought you went in for stereotypes." I don't," I protested. "Well, maybe a little, with cheerleaders. But I don't think Darlene is..." Just take it slow."I nodded and watched Robbie disappear.