"Oh gosh, no," spluttered Lucy. "I saw him in the shower accidently once, but that's all," she countered.Above her head George gave a silent sigh of r...lief. He hated to admit it, but his feelings towards his stepdaughter had changed over the past year, somewhat alarmingly if the truth be known. In the past, his mates had ribbed him about having a 'ready made piece of tail waiting at home', to which he'd gotten very defensive, angry and threatening. He didn't see her in that way at all, he. You think wrestlers only need arms and shoulders? Look again. Gut. That's where it's at. That's what they need, and that means crunches. I looked at the bench and picnic table in the shade at the edge of a grassy area we called our lawn, even if it wasn't. Wasn't really a lawn, I mean. It was green and we kept it short, so I guess you could call it a lawn.I walked over and lay on the ground, put my feet up on the bench and let the "lawn" prickle my back. Ran my hands down my flanks."Big bones.". As soon as I heard the noise I stepped back very quickly and shut the door to, I thought it was confrontation time, I wondered what to say, what to do, I stood very still waiting for my wife to say something, then I heard the man asking why my wife had stopped, he could not of heard the noise, his voice sounded familiar but I could not think why, it was only after my wife said "sorry Dave, I thought I heard something" that I realised I was right, it was her boss!My wife then said to Dave "where. His mother had gone out, and wasn't going to be back until the morning. I had some other commitment, but I cancelled it and showed up at his place with potato chips and chocolate. He was surprised to see me, but dragged me in and gave me a big hug. I handed him the chips, told him they needed to be in a bowl, and wandered on through to sit in front of the TV."He came back in with the bowl of chips, still not knowing what was going on, and sat beside me. We watched for a while, and then I turned.