I took a step towards her and grabbed one of those firm white cheeks and she jumped as I gave it a squeeze. “Turn around.”Shyly she turned to face...me, as she did I allowed my hand to slide off of her nearly perfect ass and slide up until I was cupping her pert little tit. I could feel her whole body tremble as I fondled the pliable flesh of her a-cup breast. "Look up at me", I instructed and when she did I assured her, "as long as you are straight with me I will not hurt you." I leaned down and. " This younglady" parting her legs slightly " is my vagina. I know you probably knowother boys names for it but that is its real name" Katie was as red as atomato now as Caroline exposed herself. "Hey, get over it. You re a girlnow and are meant to have one of these. The more you know about it, theeasier it will be for you if girls start talking about it.Now payattention" as she sat on the bed in front of Katie and with her legsapart, gave her a guided tour on what bit did what, from her. I was spending afternoons after school, and many weekends, helping Janice at their home, with her housework. I tended the babies, so that she could go out shopping alone, to have some free time, for herself.What was important for my development at that time was my infatuation for them, as a family. Janice became my role model.With them in my life, I finally saw the light shining at the end of the tunnel, and my mother could do nothing about it. Janice (her fantasy daughter) was my protector.. Of a sudden, she pulled back and turned for her table, I could see something wet under her eyes. We had a couple of long necks, not talkin’ much. Hank and Tammy would sit a bit, drink a beer and go off dancing. Finally that skinny cowboy from up Waco way, the tall one named Walt with the big ugly mustache asked – damn, I didn’t even know her name – asked her to dance. I moseyed back to drink ‘nother of the beers, kinda half-heartedly looking for a girl to take home. Hopefully I’d find something.