The marines didn't bat an eye when we had everyone put their clothing in one of the bags and line up for the pickup.We ended up with more people than ...xpected though.First, Erica begged the marine to allow us to take her Great-aunt Louisa with her. She pointed out that we had no experienced mothers, (Louisa is a childless spinster, but we didn't tell the marine that, besides, John was clinging to her.). The marine muttered something and then agreed to allow it.Next, one of the girls who had. We hear it lock with a loud click. Inside, I think I hear a low and tremulous moan. Looking around, I wonder if anyone else heard her. There's an awkward silence for a moment, some throat clearing, then we all chuckle. "Fangirls," I want to say, but keep my mouth shut. The polite fiction is that Ruth is inside the bathroom freshening up and composing herself. I know the truth, and suspect I might not be alone in that knowledge.The moment has passed and the assemblage begins to say their. Next came the garbage disposal man, she asked him to come inside and check a blockage, before lifting her skirt and asking if he had a rod to clear it, needless to say he soon found one. It continued in much the same vein as various male contractors visited the house to complete different tasks before Jane decided to be more adventurous and actually went looking for men. She set up meetings with men to check them out and during the conversation she always managed to include sexual undertones,. It was true, yes, true but damned if I wanted my sister to know about it or, worse, tease me about it.I knew my face was red and I think she realized she'd stepped a bit too far."Aw, I'm sorry, Cody, I just thought ... well, I'm sorry. I mean it's okay if you haven't, really okay. Maybe you just need some practice, like with me?" You're my sister," I said though that was pretty obvious."Well, if you really want to learn how to kiss, you can practice on me, I mean, look, I'm right here. There's.