"He treats me with respect and doesn't get drunk or hang up on me." Could it be because he's getting into your panties on a regular basis that he's be...ng a nice guy?" asked Emily. "Does he take out the garbage for us, mow the lawn, paint the house, or pay our mortgage?" Of course not! What's your point?" demanded Helen."Frank doesn't have to do anything but show up with a hard on, and if he doesn't have one, you'll probably help remedy that problem," answered Emily. "Dad does all of those. ” That wasn’t too far from the truth. “It’s been five days now and not a single interruption.”“I need a few more subjects to test this on but I think I’ve got it now.” There was no doubt I had it. In fact, I was better at this that I ever expected. It was time to set the hook.“Emily, I need your help. You’ve always been my best friend and biggest supporter. Let me try taking you under. Then you can see for yourself.”“Jeez Jimmy, I don’t know. I mean I love you and would do anything to help you. "Heather paused for a moment. "St. Judes was the special school I originally went to from the age of six till I was going on sixteen. There I learned things like brail, audio typing, and other skills and stuff I'd need to know if I wanted to go out into the real world and find something I liked doing. Maybe even make a career out of it. But that was easier said than done. And at the end of each day, I grew more confident in myself and the things I would be able to do. I also came to realize. Tiffany seemed upset but Bill talked her into a quickie.As we ate the girls managed to get Tiffany to open up. After all there was very little that we didn’t know about one another. That was the problem. Tiffany was concerned that her parents and friends would find out what happened here at camp. We assure her that we would cover for her and protect her. After all we were very intimate fiends now. She chuckled and started feeling better. We all made love on top of that hill one more time before.