Our parents divorced when I was 8, he got custody and then dad died when I was 12.I had never had a real relationship with Mandy, just tension between... us. I was an unwanted brother and an impediment to her social life from the day I moved in with her and mom. Mom was a struggling divorcee and dad died broke. We lived in a two bedroom apartment and I slept on the couch in the living room.I had been dreaming about getting even with Mandy, she was always nasty to me, usually the dream involved her. " You seem to know a fair bit about him," I remarked."Well you were a long time getting those drinks yesterday, so we had time to talk." He might be gay," I teased, though to be honest I hadn't picked up any hints that he was."I don't think so," said Karen. "Not given the way he kept looking at my breasts when we were talking at the pool. He wasn't being blatant or crude about it, but he couldn't help sneaking glances at them."I could understand that because Karen has fabulous 36D breasts and. He rarely absorbed much of what he read, but it was oddly comforting to read about this safe world of healthy competition, about great records and human triumph, and the indomitable will of the athletes. Not to mention that the interviews were a lot of fun, fun as only people who kicked balls and ran in circles for a living could make them.Chuck was quite surprised that Estelle was on his mind still, and he made a mental note to wank over his memories of her tonight, before he began tucking. She wasn't sure whether to be upset that they thought so little of her that they didn't mind her not coming home, or delighted that they hadn't roped her in for (unpaid and unthanked) 'entertaining' her niece and nephew for the school holidays.I just gritted my teeth and said nothing. I really didn't take to the way Julie's parents treated their daughter as opposed to their son (and presumably heir), but I didn't want to upset her any more by interfering. I took her for a quiet walk in Cathays.