‘Well, we’re trying not to keep regretting the past,’ he said, prompting his wife to nod in affirmation. ‘I regret not having grown up with Ab...y though,’ remarked Thomas. ‘It’s such a shame, considering we’re practically the same age.’ ‘I beg to differ,’ said Abby. ‘Why?’ asked Thomas. ‘You could have been my first girl.’ ‘Your first girl?’ ‘My only girl,’ corrected Thomas. Abby suppressed a smile. ‘Well, thanks, but no thanks.’ ‘You don’t consider that romantic?’ asked Thomas. ‘I most. ”“I am. But it actually helps me a lot that you asked.”“Well not tae get all sappy an’ emotional but ye cannae play wit’ broken toys.”Tegan laughed a little, then there was another long silence.“Angus?”“Hmm?”“Do you think I have a good body?”“Aye.”“My tits aren’t too small?”“No such thing in my opinion. Or too big. Ah like ‘em all the same.”“You don’t have any preference?”“As long as tae nipples are in proportion, it’s all good.”There was another long silence before Tegan spoke again.“Don’t go. "I do well enough," he answered, "not that it's any of your business." Hey, Dude," Mary said, "we didn't mean anything by it. I mean if you can't tell us what you do, that is OK by me. I'm cool with it. Maybe it's best we didn't know." Yeah," Danby added, "the boss told us when we started there would be people coming in that don't like you to ask questions. We better leave him be, Des." Oh, come on, Tawny," Mary replied. "This guy isn't one of them. The ones Bear was talking about are mobsters.. Then she turned towards him again, holding her blouse open and arching her back slightly so that her breasts in their violet silk brassiere were prominently displayed. After a moment she let go of her blouse and let it slide down her arms to the seat behind her. Her eyes were still downcast as she spoke. “There, I’ve stripped to my bra and panties for you. Isn’t that enough?” Even in his semi-paralyzed state Bird couldn’t help noticing that despite her avowed reluctance her nipples were.