She crawled from the couch to kneel between his thighs. She placed her hands on his knees and looked up at him with pleading eyes.“It’s that stupi... oil! That’s what’s doing this!” she said miserably.She took his hands in hers and held them tenderly. Then her gaze dropped to his midsection.She’d always thought of him as Uncle Brad, the older man who was more like a father figure to her than her own father was. Now she found herself staring at the bulge in his pants and wishing fervently that she. Not that she isn't something to look at. And she has brains to match. But you just didn't want to accept her situation." She didn't tell me about that until a couple of days ago." She didn't? Even I knew that. She told me at the party she was going to UCLA."I sat on the edge of the sofa, looking out the window, thinking aloud and trying to put the sequence of events together. "She made a confession. She said she purposely didn't tell me about it until the last minute." I sighed. "Why would she. More

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