She expression became first startled, then wry, the a grin dawned. “Well,” she said, You're no longer a shy virgin!”:No,” I replied, “ not...a virgin, and I was never that awfully shy.” I put a hand down, to hold her pud in my palm.“I don't know that we should continue this incest, at least not without your father's knowledge and permission.”“Mom,” I wiggled a finger in her split, “I think dad knows that we slept together, and if he didn't want me here when you woke up, he would have gotten me. "Josh, in Kelly and Nora's case, we improved their lives, you have to agree with that." I guess so," I had murmured. Kelly was a beautiful but vain young woman, who stumbled from one bad or unfulfilling relationship into another, with no sign of ever making the right choice (her most recent one, after she had broken up with my roommate Martin, might have even ruined or ended her life). Nora had been a lesbian who was hopelessly in love with the aforementioned hopelessly heterosexual Kelly. In. He chuckled, and said, "You do 'innocence', very well. Let me tell you why I think you're the Psychic. I have checked with the local paper here, and you have written to them a couple times. Mostly, you help the police solve difficult cases. Now, you were home on vacation, and POW, 'The Psychic' shows up in our neck of the woods..." I interrupted him."There are probably hundreds of thousands, millions of school kids all over the country, and you pin this psychic thing on me? I don't buy that. But would I let her take it further? Did I want her to take it further? I didn't know for sure one way or the other, part of me was screaming yes, but another, less adventurous part, was yelling an equally loud no, but meanwhile I just enjoyed her wandering hand.She began to include my arm in her caresses, fondling my shoulder and then running down almost as far my wrist, her fingers moving over the short sleeve onto my skin, touching so lightly it was raising goose bumps. God, but it felt so.