"Can we go someplace more comfortable?" I asked and she nodded. Then, when she saw me leaning forward on the couch, she leaned into a sitting position. Her belly was really big, so it wasn't as easy for her to maneuver, I could tell. Hopping off the couch first, I offered both hands and helped her to her feet. Then I silently guided her down the hall and into my bedroom. She didn't utter a single word of protest.
Gently helping her onto the bed, Lacy sat on the edge, watching me. For a minute, I stood in front of her, looking down at her teenage body. Not for the first time, I wondered at how I could possibly have gotten so lucky that she would be into a guy my age. With a shake of my head, I leaned down and whispered, "Can I take off your sweater?"
Grinning, she reached down and started
