Chapter 1645 Her Daughter, My Secret Sin:>Ep3

• I was a little worried that Cassie might have heard us. Lori was normally at least a little cautious about our "noises," not for our sake, but because she didn't want to cause Cassie the embarrassment. She had an upstairs laundry room in the condo, and used to run a load of laundry to help cover up the noise. Cassie's bedroom didn't share any walls with Lori's, and she was supposedly asleep most of these nights. Since she had to be at work at 4am she was usually in bed by 8:00. That worked out great for Lori and I, we could go to bed at 10:00, fool around for a couple hours while Cassie was asleep, and if we wanted to hit it again in the morning, which we usually did, Cassie was away at work. So our nightly "activities" went on basically unnoticed. Or at least so we thought...I really wondered about that one night. Lori didn't run the washer or the dryer. Was that supposed to be a little payback for the embarrassment Cassie had caused her that morning? Cassie was gone when we woke up, and by dinner all seemed forgiven and forgotten, so I just let it slide. But did I detect a little extra gleam in Cassie's eye when she looked at me after that? Or was I imagining things?
• Gradually, Cassie and I got to know each other a lot better over that summer. I noticed that despite being incredibly gorgeous, she really didn't have boyfriends. A lot of guys would chase her, yeah. But she mostly didn't give them the time of day. A couple she did go out with she only went out with once or twice. There was nothing serious. Lori said she'd always been like that, except for one "serious" boyfriend she'd had when she was 15 who she later learned turned out to be gay. As far as Lori knew, Cassie might even still be a virgin! And in a way, it kind of made sense. Boys and even much older men were always making such fools of themselves around her it's easy to see how she could grow to kind of have a low opinion of the male gender. Lori said she'd even wondered if Cassie might be a Lesbian, but said she really didn't think so. The story with her gay boyfriend made sense too. He was smart and funny and popular, and she could talk to him. He didn't drool all over her like a piece of meat. Eventually she found out why. They're still friends. Had she had college boyfriends since moving out? We really didn't know. There wasn't anybody special that she ever talked about.
• The other thing I grew to notice about Cassie, is that despite having the looks of a blonde bimbo sent by Satan, or an ethereal goddess, either way tempting men into foolishness, she was really quite incredibly sweet and very, very smart. Her looks had given her some natural distance from people. Life is just a little bit different for people who are incredibly good-looking, kind of like how it's different for world-class athletes. Both men and women treated her differently, often in spite of themselves, but Cassie was very wise about that. It didn't bother her. It was like she understood and accepted people for what they were and who they are. She didn't expect too much of people or too little. She knew people thought she was beautiful but she put very little value in that. People told her she should be a model or an actress or marry some pro athlete. But none of that interested her. She wanted to be useful. She wanted to go to medical school and be a doctor. She wanted to help people. She was focused on her goals and didn't really have much time for distractions.