I then told her to make herself to home. I went into the living room with my beer and started grading papers.Soon Christie called to me that she neede...d help with the washing machine. When I got to her all I noticed was that she had on one of my white dress shirts and that it covered her clear to her knees. For some reason I expected it to be much shorter on her but then again she was tiny. Then when she turned toward me I realized that my shirt was all that she had on and that she hadn’t. It makes it very clean.”I looked at her intently and I think she found it more awkward than either Mr. Woodburn or I did that I was so comfortable in a business role while still naked. The awkwardness had been drilled out of me long ago by Mr. Woodburn.“So, if it isn’t the relationship we can bring to the project, what isn’t clean about it that still needs our involvement?”Her response was nervous, whether it was professional or personal I didn’t yet know. “I’ve discussed it with Charles to. Give my love to everyone. You can call me later if you like,” Tim Brewer spoke into his cell phone leaving his sister a voicemail. It was Christmas Eve and there was no chance he would be joining her family for the holiday. He was just happy that he had shipped their presents two weeks ago so at least they would have them. He made his way back to the parking garage and started up his dark gray 2005 Chevy Tahoe.He drove carefully towards his condominium that was about fifteen miles away. It. .I know she needs it." I looked down then and said, "I want to be there when you and Mom...when I...am fucked for the first time."That ended dinner right there. We left the plates still dirty on the table. Daddy had taken Mom by the hand and I followed them down to their bedroom. Before all of it started, Daddy went to the cabinet under the television and messed with some of the equipment. Mom was beaming as she sat demurely on the bed. I soon figured out what he was doing when the.