My mouth was very dry and I tried to swallow but there was nothing to swallow. He lifted my nightgown up to my waist and put his hand between my legs....That felt very weird. No one touched me there since I've been taking showers alone. The way he touched me was different than the way Mommy and Daddy used to when they washed me.His fingers rubbed between my legs until I started to feel wet between my legs. It felt good so I opened my legs and lifted my butt so he could do it more. He stopped. But I grow easier, too, with the world as it has become and with the things of living that surround me. The speech, the language becomes more natural to me, and even my thoughts begin to be in these words rather than the words I learned as a child. And I grow accustomed to the many things, the machines and other tools that are all around me.Linda and I go more times to the town that is nearby. “Nearby”—I laugh to myself when I realize how easily I may now say this of a place that in my life. About to touch the computer’s mouse, I was stopped when I heard a knocking at the door. Thinking that it was probably a package being delivered I skipped over to the door and flung it open. But where a package would have been set there instead stood a remarkable sight: Jack! As he smiled at me I blinked out of my daze and threw my arms around him, holding him so tightly. “Hey, baby,” he cooed in my ear as he exhaled my scent from his nostrils. “Oh, my god!” I exclaimed in a loud whisper. . Norbert wasn’t wimpish in any way, just somewhat more reserved.Norbert had heard about the new beauty in the village and she far exceeded his expectations. As her continually glanced at her a flash of annoyance crossed his mind. He had heard via the grapevine that Barney had already ‘staked his claim’ with Catherine. Naturally, he was well aware of his and Barney’s laissez-faire approach to sex and as much as he would love to fuck her, it also impishly crossed his mind that with Barney away.