I moved over behind her. When I tried to slide my arm under her head, she lifted it for me and then laid her head back on my arm. Her breathing never ...changed. She is still asleep. I was curious who it was. I moved my body up against her back. It was just cool enough tonight that it felt nice snuggled up with someone. I put my hand on her hip and that did not give me a clue. I slid my hand farther around under her arm and onto her stomach. The only thing that told me was she's not pregnant. But. "Clothes. Dress. Kitchen." He turned the girl by the shoulders and gave her a light shove in the right direction.It took a few minutes, but she finally emerged from the bathroom and rounded the fireplace into the kitchen. If anything, she appeared even smaller than she had naked."I was going to have some hot chocolate," he said. "Would you like some?"She shrugged.He poured two mugs. He slid one of his favorites across the kitchen island. He only owned three mugs, his favorite had the Marine. “Why do you think that Chris?” I asked. “I tend to make all the running. I jump in bed on the first date, so,e times I,ll suck a guy off Before I even kiss his lips. I must be a sick bitch that puts guys off!” She sniffed. “Well you,re certainly not the shy retiring type like most of the females I met when I was your age.” I reasoned. “Times have changed, Dad. No offence, but I don,t want to end up a forty year old spinster with nothing to show for my life, but a sore cunt!” She liked to curse. "Jesus," Bug mutters, shaking her head and fiddling with her camera. She looks up and settles her glasses, then stares, planning her shots."Ah, can you scrunch up just a bit more," pointing at you, "and tuck back your hair over your ear. Good. Okay, heads straight, but follow the camera with your eyes. Smile."She begins shooting, shifting from side to side around the end of the bed."You're too close, Syd." What?" she asks, pausing."You're just getting out heads. You need to get all of us," I.