When the party came to an end, Kate stunned me by suggesting that we keep in touch. I can’t recall exactly what I said, but I’m sure I did manage ...o mutter something unintelligible. That summer began one of the most difficult periods of my life. I continued to think about Kate on a daily basis and she was the chief subject of my thoughts at the time. I recall having my first orgasm while rolling around on the bed thinking about her. I recall thinking about her and how we could start a family. If I used a towel, it might leave that smell there instead.When I heard the knock, I wanted to say I was peeing, but I had no urge, so I filled a glass with water and began dripping it out loudly into the toilet, even as the knocking repeated itself.By the time I let mom in, I was drying my wet hands into the hand towel.She took the towel from me and sniffed it. Then she sniffed around me. It was embarrassing when she squatted low enough to get a good whiff of my package which, by dumb luck,. Her body was curvaceous and legs long and tight. But the thing that most struck him was the dignity about her, the self confidence that she exuded.Claire knew he was watching her. She had seen him glance her way and then turn to stare openly at her. She knew in a few seconds he would walk over and introduce himself, waiting for a moment there after for adulation and fawning that usually accompanied that revelation at the artist’s show. He would be surprised this time, she thought, no fawning,. Baby sitters were hired to look after the c***dren in their quarters in the evenings and on the days when Mother was needed so that the adults would not be disturbed.The year I remember most clearly was the year I turned 18. This was the year that my dad said that it was 'my time' as I was old enough and big enough to start helping my mother out in a much more meaningful way. I wasn't sure what he meant but I was scared - very very scared because I saw some of the things that my mother had to.