I said I thought that she was looking at both of us. Then, almost as a joke, I suggested that my wife turn over and flash us her boobs. To my shock, s...e slowly rolled over and cupped her breasts in her hands. Shaking her breasts and pinching her nipples she said that girls gets to see tits all the time, and that if we want to give her a good show that I would need to do it. Then she told me to take off my shorts and get this show going. My wife is usually pretty reserved so this was all a shock. ? She looked down at her hands. ?I don’t believe that story you gave the cops. Looks to me like you were trying to avoid getting in trouble for running off like you did.? Her dad looked at her sharply with his accusation. ?They raped me,? she said quietly. ?Two of them raped me in the toilet. The doctors even said so.? Her dad eyed her coldly. ?Would never have happened, if it really did, if you’d been home like you were supposed to. Take your clothes off, Cindy, and get on. "You seem to be astonishingly well-informed," I said. "Are you having me followed?" "No, I am not," Brummel said. "But I do indeed keep myself informed about certain things in which I have an interest. I make it my business to receive reports about aspects of those interests which may require my attention. And the reports I have received this morning indicate that your visit last night appears to have been for purposes other than simple . . . physical satisfaction." Evidently. Natalie had always reminded Joel of her namesake, the singer and actress Natalie Imbruglia: the dark wavy hair, doe eyed vulnerability and kissable heart-shaped lips. College sweethearts, somehow they'd conspired to spend seven years together before his brother Pete stole her away. Heartbroken, Joel turned to gambling, trying to convince himself he could live without her. For Christ's sake, he told himself regularly, she was prim, a little staid at times and spectacularly uninventive in the.