Lee shivered in her white cotton nightgown, although the night was quite warm… indeed, she didn't know why she was shivering when she felt so hot! Her entire young frame trembled as she leaned up against the door, from the tips of her ash blond hair to her small painted toes. Beneath her nightgown, her budding breasts could be seen silhouetted beneath the thin fabric. Her slender hips and loins tapered gracefully downward and her long legs were getting ready to become perfect and womanly. Everything about her seemed just on the verge of bursting into full bloom, like a young flower just about to open. This whole state of being preoccupied Lee most of the time, and she felt its pressures inside her as surely as though someone or something were nudging her quickly ahead into womanhood. She felt driven most of the time toward it and spent her nights reading magazines about older women or the most exciting books they would let her take out of the library. She felt ready for love and ready for whatever adventures might come her way… but before tonight, there had been none.
She could not really complain though, she thought as she uttered a silent "Whew!" to herself and looked in at the obscene spectacle of her father and her aunt. She had always looked up to her father, and recently she had even begun to notice how extraordinarily good-looking he was. She had always thought him handsome, but recently there was an added dimension… she started looking at him with a woman's eyes and found him most attractive.