`Nobody' has just given Lucy a serious sunburn then," saidthe usually shy Jen, surprising me."He's just my clarinet teacher," I tried to explain."Sure...," giggled Becky. "JUST her clarinet teacher. I bet you wish hewas something more." Stop it!" I cried."Darling," said Vanessa. "We're all friends here. You don't have to beembarrassed at anything. You can tell us about your crush."I couldn't help blushing at that."Ooooooo, that clarinet teacher is making her blush," said Becky."And she calls. I swallow it all, and then Kyle collapses back onto the bed and I join him, curling up against him with my head on his chest. “Damn, girl. That was hot,” he says, breathlessly. “Pretty hot,” I agree, proud of myself and impressed with him. Our skills are well matched. Our post-coital snuggle session is interrupted by the phone. Kyle rolls over to his nightstand and looks at the caller ID and a strange expression crosses his face. “Hello?” he asks. “Yes…Thank you for calling me back…” . What was going on? She began to shudder from both her fear and anxiety. She looked at her father who gazed back. His eyes filled with what could only be described as a pool of lust. She felt him softly grasp her hands. If he was holding her hands, that meant ... Oh god, no! Enith, felt a rush of adrenaline, rush into her stomach with the force of a freight train. She tried to get up. She felt her father's hands, tighten on hers, harder. She was immobile. She couldn't move!Behind Enith her. It isn't due until after the spring vacation," Uncle Bryan said from his stool at the bar. He had taken a seat there because the six spots at the breakfast table had already been taken when he came downstairs, and he wasn't the kind of man who would pull rank on one of his kids for a spot at the table."Yeah, and he's been doing his research," Dave's dad added, before sipping his nightly glass of wine and straightening out the paper. Dave wondered how many favours he had called in, and how many.