Aunt Vicki had her back to me and did not see me quickly turn around. I saw her reach across the table and pour some white powder into my wine glass. ...hen she poured some wine into it and stirred it with her finger. What was she doing? I quietly backed away and went to the bathroom. After a minute, I came out and made sure I made enough noise that she knew I was coming back into the room. I sat down and she had a strange smile on her face. She said that we had had such a great day that she. Every now and then she had to do that. She had walked the woods at night, watched the stars, listened to the noises of the forest. She shunned all human contact during these retreats.Sometimes she wondered about the old, deserted house. It was crumbling, but it still provided shelter. There was even an old root cellar under the house. Dry and warm, it was without windows and with a solid door leading down from inside the house.Her oldest friend was scheduled to pick her up in about 18 hours. He. I told you." Did you ever do anything else like that?" Like what, Jim?" Like, do something random like that, like getting photographed naked. Anything wild like that, on a whim?" A few things, yes." Well, tell me something else, Mol!" You're enjoying this, aren't you?"Molly resisted the temptation to glance at her brother's crotch so see how much he might really be enjoying their conversation. She was well aware that she herself was enjoying it more than she should."Yes, of course I am!" Jim. “Settle down girls,” uncle said. “Today you begin school.”“School! We don’t like school!” many of the girls replied.“It’s not like the school you attended before girls. This is a “special” school, for very special girls,” he explained.“A special school?” Candy asked. Candy and I slept in the same bed and we were very good friends.“Yes, a special school. Not many girls get to receive this kind of education. How many of you can’t wait to be a teenager?”We all raised our hands. The teenagers at.