She stumbled on the last step and I leapedforward to catch her around the waist from behind. For a moment, wewere pressed closely together. She felt g...ood, soft and feminine, andher hair against my face smelled wonderful.I couldn't go any further than that for several reasons: I wasn't readyfor a new relationship that close to Wendy, Joanne was my friend andmonitor - I wasn't too sure that she wanted to go any farther thanthat, and I was uneasy about a lesbian relationship. That meant. Ben decided to try a bluff on Thornton, and said, "You know we found some hairs on your boat that match Julie Burrows. We also found hairs matching three of the victims that were found in a freezer in a storage building in Soldotna a while back."None of them knew it would actually turn out to be from four of the dead girls when DNA results came back. Thornton now looked like he knew that he would be the fall guy. He also knew he was not going to get off with six years this time."Do you want to. I had no hairs on my chest so I had no problems there. Myarm hair was very light. I so much enjoyed the feeling of shaved legsand under my arms; I kept them shaved from then on much to Babsapproval.It was late autumn and chilly so Babs gave me a pair of tights to puton. She was about to explain how to put them on but to her surprise Iput them on quickly and with no problems. I had never forgotten thetraining my mum had given me when I was in the Nativity play. Babslooked at me quizzically and I. “Here, have another glass,” her father said and poured more wine into my empty glass. “Sir, if I didn’t know better I would think you were trying to get me drunk,” I said with a giggle. “Oh? A lightweight are you? Well, perhaps we should stop. I don’t want you passed out – or worse,” he said. His smile told me he found this amusing, it also suggested flirtation. No. He was a married man after all. I was far too young for him. Far, far, too young. Yet… here we were. The conversation died and I.