And ahhh, yes, she might, but that’s for her and your mother to talk about, okay? You leave that as something private, don’t go talking to Amber a...out stuff like this. Boys and girls are different, and brothers shouldn’t talk about sex with their sisters, at least not until you’re both adults. Okay, David?” Dad lectured firmly.“Uh, okay, I guess,” I replied with my fingers crossed behind my back so that it didn’t count.I talked to Amber about everything, and this wouldn’t be any different. Dad. Mrs. Delgado and Mrs. Mendoza had moved back over to the group of ladies.Mrs. Mendoza was whispering to them, "Watch what you say. He speaks perfect Spanish."A lady asked, "Who are his people?" Nobody knows."Scott turned his attention back to the boy."You wanna come see my room?" Eddie asked."Sure."They turned and trooped upstairs. The bedroom was about twice the size of the room that he hoped to get when he moved into the junior bunkhouse.Eddie started right in, "Momma says you don't talk. I didn’t have any trouble finding her love button, because Amy thrust her hips up and my index finger instinctively slid down her gash and when her back stiffened, I knew I had hit the right spot. She was so wet… I tried to be gentle with her, but she was so intense. Jamie wasn’t ever like this… Amy was fucking my hand… she was moaning very loud now, and I was afraid that someone might here us… and yet there was that painful ache in my pants… my cock. The next thing that I knew, we were being begged to join these people and to bring anything we thought useful with us. I answered by saying that I would have to make a presentation to my community and take a vote. We would abide by whatever they chose to do. I promised to let these people know how the vote turned out as soon as possible.Sarah and I agreed that we had enough data to present to our community for a decision on whether or not to move to the hospital. We were ready to move, but we.