"Chip," she suddenly asked, "have you ever fooled around with a girl?" What do you mean?" You know," she said. "Have you ever kissed a girl or anythin...?" Sure," the young boy grinned. "I've kissed lots of them." Why haven't you ever kissed me?" Because we're buddies." Have you ever done anything else?" Well," the boy blushed, "Betty Morton used to let me feel her boobs before she moved away." Did they feel good?" asked Hope, getting hotter and wetter between her legs."Sure," he grinned."Did she. We packed and dressed, checked our bags at the lobby desk and ate lunch in the pub. The shuttle took us to the airport, where I walked Gail to her departure gate. It was not a long goodbye. We exchanged addresses; she thanked me for the weekend, the room and for taking care of all of the expenses. She became a little emotional, kissed me on the cheek and told me that she appreciated how nice I had been to her, that I had let her have the pictures and video, and that she would do all of it. Did ya bring any tools?" What?" Was all Rosie could manage in response."This is a you-pull-it place." The man said, obviously expecting that to explain everything to Rosie. "If'n you want a part," the man explained when he realized that Rosie had no idea what he was talking about, speaking in an exaggerated, slow voice like he was explaining the obvious to an idiot, "you've got to pull it out'a the wreck yourself." Oh." Rosie responded when she finally realized what the man was telling her.. "You said that. From the first time, I've never been able to get enough of her." He paused. "You know, Bill...," then he kind of trailed off and didn't finish what he started to say. I figured he didn't know how much I knew about him and Aunt Ellie, and that she had cautioned him to not say too much."Yeah, I know, Robbie." Although I had no idea.Then we put our heads together and started plotting in earnest. I didn't tell Robbie about Mom and me, but I think maybe he was putting it together. He.