Without breaking contact, I reached down and grabbed the bottom of her sweater and pulled it up to her neck in one motion. I could tell that this was... one of those nights that I was not expected to put on any kind of front. This was basic animal sex drive and that?s exactly what she wanted that night. My hand glided down and squeezed at her left breast. She was wearing a lovely gold bra that on most nights I would have appreciated, but tonight it was only a distracting nuisance. I grabbed. ’ I said. ‘I’m just at the end of my rope on this.’ said Captain Malone, ‘I don’t understand the ‘why’ of it. I’ve tried to leave Croyle alone about it, but then shit keeps cropping up. Croyle has undergone multiple psychological evaluations. She passes every one of them, easily. Most of the time, she’s just fine, but then something sets her off and she goes off on someone, like she did with this Allen punk.’ ‘Doesn’t she volunteer for duty every Christmas?’ I asked. ‘Yes.’ said Malone, looking. She had never been able to stop the thoughts from entering her head, but had become rather adept at dismissing them when they came on. She and David had been married 20 years when he announced his intent to divorce her two years ago. Shattered, and vulnerable she had stoically carried on, but the unbidden thoughts kept coming and slowly, she stopped dismissing them, choosing instead, to create fantasies from them, comforting her mind and body with these forbidden thoughts. When her father had. When I unhooked the bra, she turned around instantly with a bra in hand cupped. I was bout to leave then she said,”Is this the thing you wanted to see?”. I was shocked. Her boobs were hanging in front of me. She again wore it as it was afternoon. That day fully she had a different look on me. That night we were in the same bed as usual. She told if really interested, I told yes with fearful voice. She was topless within seconds, saying that she trusts me as a brother, asking me not to touch it..