You don’t need to act so innocent in front of me. I’m very open-minded.”My uncle was looking at me differently and I began to notice. I tried sh...rugging it off but I had a weird feeling he knew I wasn’t as innocent as I looked. I wasn’t an angel by any means. Back at home, I was already engaging in sex with a different guy and I definitely understood what sex and all was. I felt that my uncle probably knew I was a slut. But I tried to play it off.“No, no. It’s nothing like that. I was just. I do understand that they really dont trust me because Im 16 and although I know Im not drop dead gorgeous I know what Ive got. I am short stand at 54 that awkward kind of short, kind of tall height that I cant seem to grow out of unless I wear heels, luckily for me, though, I have a natural arch in my feet so I have to wear heels. I also have what I considered a curse and gift. My breasts. I am a 36DDD. No, I dont have back problems! Since thats the first thing people ask me&hellip, Anyway I. If you're in AP math, then you're on your way."Cindy is the one that tossed the challenge on the table. "I think you guys should move to Alabama," she said. She had a big grin on her face. "If you do that, Tina an' I can go to school together. I think that would be the most amazing thing."Dan looked at me, a little dazed. Then he looked at Cindy. "Sometimes you amaze me, little girl. No! Just about every day, you amaze me."Taking that as encouragement she kept on. She looked at me and her. ”“Hasty, why?” Alene asked. She did not receive an answer to her question, however, as James picked her up and walked with her further into the depths and darkness of the room. Of all the things to find there, she saw an old, four-poster bed; the gauze canopy moth eaten and threadbare. The fur coverlet on the bed was worn as well, and on some parts of it, the fur was worn and rubbed so badly that it was hard patches, rather than soft animal fur.James lay Alene down on the bed, and immediately.