"I don't know, I was just thinking about things," I said. "I haven't thought about being adopted for a long time. Now I'm curious. I've thought about ...oing back to see if I could find out anything about my own parents, and my brother and sister." How would you do that?" she asked curiously."I don't know," I said honestly. "I guess I'd start with newspapers... in the library." Where were you born?" asked Kathy."I think it must have been Jackson," I said. "I can still remember my address. I had. “You’re going to touch yourself,” I told her.“I’ve never done that in front of someone,” she said. “I’m not sure…”“Touch your breasts,” I told her.She obediently cupped her breasts through her thin bra. Her thumbs slowly massaged her nipples. I unbuttoned my shirt while I watched. April titled her head back and closed her eyes.“Are your nipples hard?” I asked.“Yes.”“Let your hair down,” I told her.She pulled the pins from her hair and shook her head. Her fair fell down and framed her pretty. “Barf” she remembered allowed. It took almost a full month to take them apart, sand them down, refinish them white, and put them back together. The first nice weekend of the year she had even rescreened the porch, and put up a trampoline for the boys. She just plugged away project after project, bedtime story after bedtime story. Now here she stood in her parent’s kitchen eyeing the dirty breakfast dishes. How had her life come to this? How could she be in her twenties and seemingly be. . Haylie sent me over to the bank to sit down while she looked for my discarded shorts.I layed back on the bank, my legs still dangling in the water when Haylies head popped up between my legs.. She held eye contact with me as she inched up between my legs, I opened them wider to let her in..I felt her warm breath on my cold balls, then the warmth of her mouth over them..I could feel them relaxing and growing in her mouth as they warmed and my penis filled with blood.Her tongue traced a line up.