Eddie and Kathy were awake, sitting up and talking."It's like a train station in here this morning," Eddie grumbled."Oh quit your complaining, it's ti...e to get up anyway," I told my brother as I pulled on a pair of panties and found a tee shirt to wear."Why don't you join us for a little while?" Kathy said in a low sexy voice.Reaching under the covers, Kathy began to fondle Eddie. I shook my head and then giggled. "Don't you two ever get enough?" Not me," Kathy said and then she ducked under. All I could do was be there to patch up her wounds after they attacked her. I hoped it would be enough. I knew short term it would not be, and even if it would, I was sure she wouldn't let me. This was not the same as when Cindi had been raped, or when Sammi had been abused. Neither of them had been saving themselves for one special man for years. That had just been so important to her, and now it was gone. How do you make that all better?I asked the question I really didn't want to know the. The setting was perfect, a small log cabin tucked in a grove of trees with a view of Indian Lake. Each cabin, however, had two separate apartments. For a hundred dollars more a week I could have had a cabin without an adjoining space, but, as it was, I could barely afford this luxury. Fortunately, the apartment next to mine was empty and I was eager for complete solitude. Each cabin had a stone fire place, a sofa, a desk, a small kitchen, a tiny bedroom with a double bed. The small porch had a. Kneeling before her, I laid my cheek against her crotch. Her own skimpy panties were damp with desire.'Lick me through my panties,' she commanded. 'I like that.'I was uderstandably hesitant. Samantha had probably fucked more girls than I had kissed boys. And this was so alien to me. I was desperate not to disappoint her. Then, it all seemed so obvious: I would do to her everything that I had ever prayed a boy to do to me.I turned my face into her groin and gnawed at her gently through the damp.