She flinched slightly and took a deep breath and leaned back into me so our bodies were pressed together. This felt so different than the other night,...which was stressful and nerve-wracking. Having her soft and warm pajama body against me in her cozy room was calming and soothing.I smelled her long brown hair and buried my face in it, and I knew as soon as I kissed her neck it would be over for her, like most girls. I pushed her hair aside and caressed the back of her lovely neck ever so. When I walked out Kyle told me that Jordan was in our room waiting. He would be up in a little while and he wanted us to start getting heavy before he came in. He also wanted try to stay out of my view, knowing I would feel guilty about it not being him. I went upstairs and found myself instantly relaxed seeing a Jordan in only his boxers waiting for me in my bed. I walked over and shyly said, "I'm kinda clueless on how to even get this thing started." Jordan laughed, and tossed me playfully on. "Right," she nodded, "Well, the thing is I tried showing Cole how to do it last night, I didn't tell him about you obviously, and I thought it was going well enough but he stopped about half way through and then he, well, then we had sex our usual way and so I still haven't had an orgasm with him." Uh huh," I said, closing the door behind her, "So he couldn't do it with his fingers?"She shook her head."No, he tried and, like I said it was OK Not as good as you did it but, you know, he's..."A. There were norules for anybody. It was just do what you had to do, kill or be killed,no right, no wrong, just survive. I often thought if something like thatever happened I could just be what I wanted to be and there would benothing anyone could do about it.Well the next thing I know, I'm taking one kind of test after another. Itmust have gone on for three hours. We break for lunch. The boys gooutside. The sisters and me clean up in the kitchen and then they startworking around the house and in.