“I’m sorry,” she said, “I’m being selfish again aren’t I?”I just looked at her, saying nothing.“I’m sorry. But can we talk about wha... I asked you?”“Of course we can,” I replied, “that’s why you were talking to Charlie remember?”“Well, she said yes, and you said that if she did that we could talk about it.”“I did,” I agreed.“So, can we talk about it?”“Of course we can,” I answered, “what is it you want, Cal?”“I want you to show me, no remind me, what it’s like to be loved,” she said, “and not. Valerie is a precocious 8-year old, with a knack for stating embarrassing facts. She had excelled herself this time. I checked Suzie's belly, but she was wearing a bulky top, so I could not really tell if her pregnancy was showing or not.“Oh dear, Suzie! You cannot stay here. It's more than my job's worth to leave you locked in here overnight. Don't you have a girl friend or a relative that you can stay with for a few nights while you sort yourself out? What about the boyfriend that got you. I ease a finger between your lips, moving up and down in your glistening wetness. You let out a slight moan, as your legs open wider, allowing me more access.I bend my head down, inhaling your scent. I give you a kiss, and then part your lips with my tongue. You taste so wonderful as I drink you in. My tongue delves into you deeper and deeper. I feel you place your hands on my head, urging me on. I glance up at your face, seeing your eyes are still closed. I open you up, and suck on your clit.. " And you know how much people pay attention to sensibility, don't you?"Aunt Jen and I have both seen a lot of the foibles of human nature. Sadly, some of the most negative vignettes came with my Mom's name on them. After that, Aunt Jen and I have pretty normal lives, but we're both eyeball-deep in high school, she being a teacher and me being a student, and when you put a thousand or so hormone-charged teens in a building five days a week, you see and hear a lot of things. And if you're of.