Before she could say anything Rachel asked, “Mom, when Dave was washing me I felt funny between my legs and his penis got hard, and when I rubbed it... white sticky stuff came out, why was that”?Mom sat back into the chair with a thud, she had been shocked with Rachel’s question, she just looked form Rachel to me and Louise, several time’s, then shaking her head to clear it she said, “I think it’s time I had the talk with you” we of course didn’t know what she was talking about and looked. " He nodded at her. She nodded back,instinctively, eagerly. "We can work together here. We can do questionsand answers and get you re-united with your family fast. But you have towork with me, understand, Steph?" He nodded 'yes', and she agreeablynodded back. Please just make this stop, she thought, please just let mego home."Me and Frank have been with you here. We like you. We don't want you toget in any undeserved trouble. But," he voiced took on a tinge offrustration, "if you don't work. She then told me it was my turn, so I took my shirt off.“Nice, yourself...” she commented and then gave me a slightly perplexed look. “It doesn't really seem fair, though, right? I mean, it's not exactly the same thing—a woman taking off her top compared to a guy?”I really couldn't argue with her on that. “No, I suppose it's not.”“Why don't you show me your ass?”“My ass?”“Yeah! That seems like the most logical thing to show me next—besides, it always looks so cute; I really want to see it!”I. Dave offered her a wide smile, shut off the car, and then reached into the back seat. He retrieved a small duffel bag, and then opened his door. Clarissa’s hand acted seemingly of its own accord, and opened her door as well.Is this really happening? she thought as they walked toward her apartment. He walked at her side, his bearing as normal as normal could be. She moved on autopilot to the door, unlocked it, let him in, and then closed it behind him. He was unzipping the duffel as she turned.