The little devil would just smile at me knowingly and never mention my bashfulness. Yes, I loved her; she was my sister. But sometimes I seriously fea...red I might be IN love with her.Soon, all of us were naked except one girl who kept her underwear on. One of the boys spoke to her. “Hey, June, get with the program!”Bentley spoke up quickly, “No, Jim, that’s up to her. Remember, no one does anything they don’t want to do. Everyone should be comfortable.”June uttered a meek thank you to him.Then. But I'm ready." Can you read a map?" Not really." Well, we'll see how you do as we drive."We sat with Dad as he had more coffee. I wanted more, but I knew what it would do to my bladder on the drive. I took the roadmaps while Patrick finished his cereal and milk. We were underway a few minutes after eight. Close.As I pulled onto the highway westbound, I handed a map to Patrick. "Try unfolding this; it's tricky." Tricky?" It's what's called 'accordion folded.' Some people get confused and end up. I didn't mind, either.We finished the act and left the stage but did two curtain calls, Marv holding my hand to make me take a very low bow with him, and we even got a few calls for ‘encore.’The compere went on and played the audience, gauging whether to go straight into an interval or have us back on. He decided they wanted us back.“Mandy, we’ll do the disappearing girl routine, but with the bikini; I think this audience will like it. Are you ok with that? You can say no. What do you think?”So. Reliving those memories was good for me. For a moment, I was young, strong and blinded by my dedication to HER. Life was far from perfect. My mother made her last suicide attempt which failed. At the time I was mad about that fact. I did get to spend that summer living with my best friend though. I had a step father for two whole weeks, that was interesting. I thought for a minute I would be able to relax, but nope. Still, Some of the best memories of my life are from then and 38 years later I.