"That little..." Said JoeJoe then took a deep breath and managed to calm down. His sister was just doing what any older sister or sisters were suppose... to do. Joe looked down at his English paper, or at least, what was left of it. Jane had drawn dozens and dozens of doodles all over the pages. Some incredibly obscene, others were cute. "Mom, would she'd have a heart attack saw these." Thought JoeJoe then sighed. He wasn't going to show his mother anything, but it was a nice fantasy. Joe walked. " Yes sir, Jake sir," I said.He walked over to the running shower and said, "Come here, and wash me."Still holding what he took from his jeans in his hand.With my hands shaking and almost numb I rubbed the soap all over his chestand abs.He said, "Don't forget this." As he grabbed my hand and put it on hiscock.After I had washed him head to toe, he looked down at me and said, "Okay,your turn."I almost fell over when he said that. He was going to wash me?I stood up and he turned me away from him,. To see if your perceptions and feelings about him are ... what they should be?"I closed my eyes, trying to fight down the rage that tried to spring up and engulf me again. I heard the heart monitor begin to accelerate, and then I felt Debbie's hand softly rubbing my shoulder. I willed my breathing to slow and then focused on slowing my heart, damping down its pace as it thundered in my chest.When I'd regained a shaky control over my body, I opened my eyes to look at ... my father. It was. Dave loved showing me off. He bought me the teeniest bathing suits, low cut blouses and dresses. He loved other guys looking at me.I finished putting on the rest of my outfit as it was time to leave. I came out of the bathroom and the look on my husband's face was priceless. He immediately embraced me then pushed me back to get a second look.“Is that a new skirt and blouse?” he asked.“What this old thing?” I smiled.Driving to the restaurant I had to remind my husband to keep his eyes on the.