. She paused, stared open-mouthed at Shannon, and glanced briefly at Julia, who remained expressionless. Her face flushed, then she dropped her head a...d murmured quietly, "I've been a real bitch, haven't I? I'm sorry! I know you guys really love Greg, but I..." At that moment, Greg's car door slammed. "Oh, God!" Shannon said with surprising gentleness, "Honey, I hope this is what you wanted."Greg had, or course, seen Yvonne's car in the drive. The last few weeks had heightened his sensitivity. She stopped doing that when her and my dad divorced and she found another guy. I was left out in the cold right then.”“What about boys? No guy has ever kissed you?” I asked, stunned when I heard this.“Well, they would give me a good night peck on the cheek those few times I went out. But no… no one has ever kissed me like you just did,” she said, looking up at me for a reaction. And I think she was a bit afraid of what she might see.I damn near cried when I heard that she had never been. A tight pair of blue denim jeans hugged her hips all the way down to her dainty ankles. Her feet were encased in two pink and white athletic shoes, wrapped around thick white gym socks. A tee shirt with the red and white of her favorite college team clung to her chest, and the thin lines of a sports bra could be seen under the thin cotton cloth. It took only a moment for her to grab a bag of her personal items and head toward the small back door of the Silver Locke. It was quiet. Would you like a little sister?" Oh yes, that would be nice. I could brush her hair just like yours." Yes, you could. I'm sure that she would love you very much. Just likeI do."She tucked my hair behind my ears - it was almost shoulder length now -and kissed me tenderly. I went to bed and thought about her breasts,and our little baby to be.The next night, after brushing her hair, I asked if I could see herbreasts again. "Of course, honey." And she held them out forinspection."Do they ever.