I know you may not like her or the way she treats you, but I see you looking at her. You'd really say no to a date with her?" Well... I do have a dece...t amount of principles and integrity..." I replied, weakly.Doe lifted her head from the bed and looked up, genuinely puzzled. "Really?" Yeah... I do. But, maybe, not that much!"Doe laughed, before getting up. "So you'll do it?" No way!" Her face fell. It was almost comical."What do you mean?" I mean that I'd like a date with her, but not if it. The thought that this was very wrong didn’t stop me. If anything, it made me more excited.CHRIS’S STORYMom insisted that I be home early that night, something about spending time as a family. I was back by about seven thirty. Mom must have heard me come in and called to me from her bedroom, asking me to come in there with her. She was sitting on the edge of her bed, wearing a dress, which was unusual. She’s the jeans type of mom. I didn’t make anything of it at the time, but she was wearing. Did I mention how sneaky she is?Okay, the whole sequence went like this; she went down, my suit went down. I went down for my suit; she came up, way up. She came down; I went down, way down. Do you see a pattern here? I came back up again and, you guessed it, she went back down. The extra kicking while trying to reach the surface had resulted in my suit going from my knees down to my ankles. I mentioned Allison was nowhere in sight when I came up. I immediately discovered where she had. . You're here for the roof, right?" Yeah... I'll just get on with that and stay out of your way..." said the worker, awkwardly and with shifty eyes. "Tea?" I asked casually. "Sure," came the response. Maybe he didn't care, I thought. I scuttled out of the room, more embarrassed than I've ever been, and made a cup of tea. I've been doing this for years, and finally got sloppy enough to get caught. I brought him back his tea. As I passed a mirror on the way back, I noticed that the reality had.