We had just unpacked the Kitchen table and chairs then sat down to an icy cold coke when there was a knock on the door, WW answered and a big burly bl...ke pushed past her angrily but stopped when he saw 7 heads turn his way, he looked at us then said “time for you boys to leave, I need to speak to Susan alone”. WW [Susan] turned from the door and walked up to him and said “Whatever you have to say to me you can say in front of my friends !” “OK don’t blame me then” he said turning to her,. "Marcia? What's wrong?"Marcia looked up to see Greg standing there with a look of concern on his face. She had always felt close to Greg, they being the two oldest of the Brady family. When the two families had combined all those years ago they had been more affected than the younger children and had often talked together about it. So, she felt she could confide in Greg even about this problem."Oh, Greg" she blurted "its those boys in school. They only want one thing!" She dabbed at her eyes. “It’s the same as stuffing my bra”. I said, assured I was blushing from head to toe. “So what size are your breasts”, she started, “with the stuffing?” “I don’t know”, I said, visibly shrinking. “38C I guess”. “That’s perfect”, she exclaimed. “I’m 40D now, but I have some 38C bras from before I had Jennifer”, she said. Her voice took a quieter, conspiratorial tone, “and I still sometimes put them on, you know, to make the girls really. “So if you're not interested in the non-sexual part, please feel free to leave as the story goes on.” As everyone seemed to have a craving for closure, he went on. ---------------- I stood up, and pushed the curtain aside . To my great surprise the ground seemed dry. Hadn't there been a hell of a thunderstorm that night? A dream? The ruin? And the girl? The cats? It all came back to me. I quickly put on some clothes that were randomly lying around on the bedroom floor. Breakfast? You kidding.