The curfew...”“Yeah, whatever,” Lucy grunted. She rolled over, realised that her skirt was caught up and said, “Fuck.” She scowled at me wit... a look that said, ‘I know you’ve been staring at my arse’. “Don’t be late tomorrow. You’ve got a lot to do.”It was only after I got home that I looked at the paper. I’ve hidden it. I’m really sure that I’m not supposed to have it and I don’t know what I’m going to do.Friday December 17thLucy has got one of her power suits on today – dark tailored jacket. He came over and put his arms around me and said, “I’m sorry, Mya. I wasn’t spying on you. I came up to say goodnight and your door wasn’t closed all the way. I started to push it open and saw you modeling those..., whatever the hell those things were you had on. I didn’t mean to embarrass you. But I think the four of us really need to talk. You looked sexy as hell, by the way.”I looked up at his smiling face in shock. Apparently I don’t know my parents nearly as well as I thought I did!The. Sylvia was now 36 but had the face and figure of an 18 year old model. She had her blonde hair in a short cropped fashion which suited her cute face with gorgeous large blue eyes and curvy lips. Her breasts were small and perfectly shaped. Whenever she wore a T-shirt her nipples were a feature never missed by the boys around here. Her slender frame and pert bum finished off a perfect 10 for me. And she had a daughter, Debbie, who was almost her twin in looks but for her preference to wear. Can we call it a statement of intent, say getting engaged to be engaged?" So I'm Adrian's official girlfriend, but only your fiancee designate?" Something like that!" Then I'll say yes in principle, and wait for you to make me a much better offer!" I do love you!" I'd ask you to demonstrate how much, except that I think we'll probably stop at the next station before we'd be finished!" I wonder how much sex went on between stations in the good old days before they introduced corridor.