i grab his hand and squeeze it , and he seems to take heart from that . a tiny , insistent , and annoying voice whispered she was doing much the same because of her own father . they train us a little , you know , to look out for it . would you rather i leave you to your thoughts ? to have every inch of her explored by his wandering hands while she stood still . my foot bumps hers and i grin , until cassie kicks my shin , hard . 