" ...Whoa. Did Diane really just come out? I didnt mean to say Diane, I meantto say Duane!"DIANE?!?! WHO THE FUCK IS DIANE?! WHERE IS MY DUANE!?" she ...creamedfrantically as she scooted herself across the floor away from me. "WHATTHE HELL IS GOING ON?" "Yes its me, Diane... Eerrr I mean... Dia.... Dua. DUANE!" I fumbledthe words. For some reason whenever I thought of my own name Diane cameto my mind. The acid felt like it had completely worn off now, and Irealized that this was not just a fucked. As long as I can pretend it happened by chance I am okay, but how do you explain that you willingly had gone in there without panties? Poul was most disappointed.Soon he forgot that, because he thought it fun to get me on the merry-go-around. Getting onto the giraffe with a skirt and no panties was difficult, but possible. But the only handhold was at the head, which was higher than mine. Once the merry-go-around picked up speed and started to rock, I actually had to hold on tight, and I soon. I look in the mirror and touch it. I imagine being in his arms, naked with him touching me. Just the thought that he is here and his sister is asleep gets my imagination racing. But I shouldn’t. I don’t want to get this gown dirty. I take the gown off and put my clothes back on. As I do so I hear some faint noise. I hurry and put it away and turn the lights off. As I walk back to Cindy’s room I notice that here brother, Chuck, still has his light on. The door is cracked open. I couldn't resist.. Auch meine Schwester Susanne und Mama stritten sich, weil Mama ihr Auto mitnehmen wollte, so dass meine Schwester wieder ihre alte Karre benutzen musste, auf der mehr Rost als Farbe zu finden war und die ganz und gar nicht so cool war, dass man sich gerne darin blicken ließ. Ich selbst ging dazu über, wieder mit meinem Fahrrad in die Schule zu fahren, und versuchte einfach, eine Weile meinem Papa und meiner Schwester aus dem Weg zu gehen.Es war etwa drei Wochen her, dass Mama uns verlassen.