It had got to 2pm and I realised Richie was picking me up in just underthree hours. I'd best think about getting ready. I wanted to impressRichie afte... I had lied to him and Mum had told me to dress up nice.I think autopilot will be the best way to go here.I stripped down to my underwear and put on my bath robe again. I pluggedin a curling iron and set to work on my hair while I carried on watchingTV. By the time I was done, my hair was in a mass of curls, sexy, butsophisticated. Still in my. " You did do something. You made me kiss you," she accused."It was an innocent kiss," protested her Uncle, "there was nothing incestuous about that." That thing in your trousers isn't innocent," she said boldly, "I felt it press into me." It's not a thing... it's an erection and you can't tell me that you've never felt one before." Of course I haven't," the flustered child blushed more deeply."You really are innocent aren't you? You really don't understand how your Dad got into... I mean got. Finally he can move his arms, but barely. Full strength hasn’t returned. Up his neck and finally it leaves his head. He knows he can open his eyes but is afraid to. Finally he builds up enough courage to look out. *** The door of a two-story house suddenly opened into the bright morning. There stood a small boy no older than 14 with long metallic hair that he spiked up in every direction. He looked around for a second and dashed to an old well in the middle of the circle of houses. He didn’t. It was about 4PM in the afternoon before there was any sign of progress. Stacey tottered on her heels over to Daz, pressing her 32DD into his side and planting a kiss on his cheek as she watched the burgers cooking. "They smell fukin great babes" she said with a smile and pushing her shades back up her head. "Do we have to wait long? I am fukin starving and so is Tanya" she saidDaz getting a little impatient grabbed his beer and remained silent. This was clear to Stacey that he was badgering.