She is getting cleaned up and will be leaving." I stated.I walked around and gathered up her clothes and took them into the bathroom. She was still in... the shower and when I came in she turned off the water and stepped out.She looked at me again with tears in her eyes, "Honey I'm sorry! I don't know what came over me. I was simply stripping like I was supposed to and then it got out of control. I was not expecting that any of this was going to happen."I pulled her to me and held her trembling. She looked at me, opened her mouth, nodded to me, and I kissed her again.Moving my hands up against her, I leaned into her, and reached down. I grazed her small flat stomach with my fingers, and I pulled up her shirt. She backed up a bit, and I pulled it up over her head. I dropped it on the floor of the living room, and stood there staring at her bra.She had a small, round chest, no bigger than a 36 B. I was standing there, not believing my eyes. I had never so much as seen her without. Their transformation was palpable and amazing to watch. They’d started as loving individuals, and had blossomed into wonderful family members.Kyle showed up at the door about five-thirty to everyone’s surprise. He brought two bottles of wine, some hors d’oeuvres to share, and a bouquet of flowers. He still had his badge showing on a little flap on his belt. Apparently, Marcie and Lisa had suggested that he drop in sometime soon. Soon happened to be immediately after his long work shift with the. Naturally it did not take long for he and Cliff to start talking about Rugby football but he talked sailing to Melanie and her husband, painting with Helen and even potting with Harry. It was clear that he was very taken with little Sally."It seems to me that you're rather more than a technical assistant if you're helping Nick to host this party," he teased her."Well it does mean that he doesn't have to keep an eye on the caterers," she said shyly.He grinned. "Well done you," he said. "That.