My brown hair fell in natural wavy ringlets down my back. My brown eyes were highlighted by the black eyeliner marking their outline and the thick las...es were made to look even thicker by the mascara I’d brushed on. I tilted my head to the side as I contemplated doing anything else but decided against it. I felt like I’d already done too much. Nevertheless, I’d already made the effort so now I’d make the effort to show him that I didn’t make an effort at all! I groaned to myself. Women were. Of course she had to be careful. Especially with the men. You heard such stories! She kept a handbag full of condoms. All different shapes and sizes and flavours. Ribbed and nobbled and smooth. And sometimes, especially when there were three or more men, you just couldn't risk taking them back or letting them take you back. Then the back of the car, or a dark alley-way, or whatever. It just had to do. Not so good for the actual sex, but more than compensated by the extra notches it scored.. What kind of question was that? “Of course, I want you!” He told her as he took a step forward, toward the stream. He would have to cross it to get to her, but that couldn’t be too hard, even in his condition; it was barely two paces across. Jeira said nothing in reply. She just stood there, watching him with those big, sad eyes. Why was she so sad?“I have been a burden on you,” she told him as his feet met the cold water of the stream. He gasped in shock at its iciness. Water in the Emerin. He's only two years older than I am but that's a fair amount at our ages.Mom seems to be happy having Adam here. Maybe she's just missed having a male around, I dunno. He does seem to pay more attention to her than to me even though I'm a lot nearer his age. Maybe he's got a crush on Mom. I wouldn't blame him, she's hot stuff. But, he's nice to talk with during the day when Mom is at work.Adam is cute, as I said, and he kindof interests me, you know, like a boy. I know we're cousins, first.