Birds and bees, Dad said. You know." Birds and -- Didn't Mom talk to you about that?" No. I think she's the one who told Dad to talk to me, though. Bu... he didn't seem to want to talk about. First he gave me this big old book, but I couldn't figure out the words. So he gave me these." With a wave of his hand, Jeff indicated the other books on the bed.Mary flopped down to look at them.As she stretched out on the bed and flipped through the books, Jeff looked over his sister. In her mid-teens, she. “Am I hurting you?”“No, but keep that up and I’ll make a mess.” My voice quavered as I fought for control.“Sit on the bed. I want to see.”I did as she commanded, stepping out of my briefs on the way. I sat down, and she knelt down in front of me. I leaned back a little, and opened my legs to give her access to my groin.“This is different. I’ve seen a lot of naked men on the beach, and, of course, lots of movies and pictures.” She smiled up at me. “Europeans are not prudish.”“I hope I’m meeting. Why is she making such a big deal out of it? Time to go Big Brother mode... “I thought I told you that you were too young to be worrying about me? I’ll be fine, don’t worry about it. Hurry up and get to class before I mess up your hair again.” He raised his hands towards her in a zombie-like motion.“Nooo!” she giggled as she started to slowly run away. “I’ll see you later, Will!”What is she doing?Chemistry passed sluggishly, and now it was History. And Prez was acting strange.I can’t tell if. Our JV coach gave his own less-than-inspiring speech as it was the night before our first game, a road contest that would take us to County Central, our hated rivals in all sports. Funny how that first game always worked out that way. We had eight games ahead of us, and coach thought we were ready for all of them. As a JV team, we wouldn’t have a postseason, regardless of how well we played, so we better make the most of those eight games.I was as ready to play ball as I’d ever been.I marched.