“ You know Jake, I keep remembering that episode in the bathroom. I liked it, did you?”Words stuck in my throat. I just felt her hand on my harden...ng cock. Ms. Applegate grinned in satisfaction as she felt my cock rise. Then she continued:“And I just can't remember the taste of your cum. Will you remind me?”“Ms. Applegate...” I started, but in the blink of an eye she was on her knees, pulled my already rock hard penis right through the fly and stuffed it into her mouth. Then I could not. I stood back in the middle of his wet room and turned around, poking my little ass out and slowly slipped my trousers down, dropping them to the floor, poking my ass out towards him, he stared at my ass."That's one cute tiny ass you have there, you look so tight" Jack complimented me.I then turned around and unzipped my top dropping it to the floor, I was wearing a matching bra. He loved this."Those are some perfect tiny perky tits there hunny" He complimented again. I then stripped totally. And I'd been a typical nine and ten and eleven year old boy. Wild, rambunctious, always getting into trouble ... a hellraiser ... a continual trial for both my mother and Jen. Except somehow I never was for sis. And I can't remember her ever getting really angry at me. The hair brushing bull sessions seemed to always ease away any and every problem between us.I was almost twelve, in Middle School, and Jen was sixteen years old and a High School sophomore when perhaps one of the most important. 'What you desire to do will not be easy. While orphans and abandoned children are many, this country does not have a good care program for them. Normally a child such as Anita would go to orphanage, such as the one run by the church in Santa Rosa. There a person could adopt the child, though that is rare for any child especially one as old as Anita. Then there is the problem that you are a Gringo and while a legal resident, you are not a citizen.' I started to speak up but Sr. Madiago waved me.