’I raised my eyebrows. ‘I’ve never found Colin Firth attractive; too skinny and too much like a good boy for my liking.’Cassandra laughed. ‘...h, you need to stop chasing the bad boys, Natalie. You will be single forever if you carry on like that.’I put down my fork and wiped my mouth with a serviette. Peeved, I asked, ‘What is that supposed to mean?’Cassandra twirled her creamy tagliatelle around her fork and shrugged. ‘You’ve always gone for the gangster types. I blame it on us watching Scar. Dad hand me my crutches please. Ive seen her so many times as a child but here is a young woman, fair skinned worked well with her red hair. Her 34 B cup breast alone is a marvel by themselves mounts of creamy milky whiteness topped areolas color of pink roses topped with deeper pink nipples. Daddy you like, you must youre staring. How can I missed her changes seeing her every day, skinny-dipping with her, I guess I was so used to seeing her I didnt notice. Here she is standing for me her signs. A girl I thought of as more of a friend gave me the chance to take her temp. I can’t for the life of me remember how we got onto the topic or how I was brave enough to share that I thought it was fun but I did and got to play Dr again. It all came flooding back and I knew that i was very much stuck with this fetish.It was a little hit and miss after that as to if a girl would let me play. Some thought it great, other thought me a freak. As I got older I could become more comfortable with my. “Times are hard,” the farmer finally said, before continuing, “Thank goodness Roosevelt is in the White House and trying to get the country back on its feet,” he concluded. I couldn’t give a fuck about politics; all I could think about was the wonderful food I was enjoying.“Yes sir, you are right, sir,” I replied. Truthfully, my starving stomach had no allegiances.After I had consumed my food, he said, “You stink, boy, we need to get yer cleaned up.”“Sorry, sir,” was all I could offer in.