Bobby wouldn’t find out what she said until later, but whatever it was made Flo simply stare at him, rather than saying anything about what had happ...ned in the truck. She picked at her food, too, but nobody else noticed.It was Matilda’s turn to collect eggs. Bobby was the unofficial, official supervisor of that activity. His thirteen-year-old sister was more concerned with getting chores done, so she could shoot off firecrackers, than anything else, and the gathering went quickly.Then Bobby. Nothing had changed he was still ignoring me.Within a few days he was receiving phone calls every night from the new friends he met at school. Now my parents were starting on me "what's the matter honey, aren't you making any new friends" it was becoming unbearable.Toward the end of the school year, my brother had a new steady girlfriend named Julie. I saw Julie at school and thought she must be a slut. She would always wear clothes to school that were too revealing; I would never dare to dress. We learned to communicate in other ways… Some subtle: Like glances and expressions. And others, more blatant: Like a slap up-side the head when one of us was being less-than-kind or dis-respectful or just plain rude and/or stupid! (I’ll give you one guess as to which of us was like that more than the other. Hint: It was ME!) LOL But when she wasn’t swattin’ me, upside-the-head, she would GIVE me HEAD! This girl was a great learner, she was. She learned, early on, how to read my body movements. It was quite thedifficulttask for Leah seeing as Jim was literally two feet taller than her. Most of it ended up with him half-carrying her and half dragging her while she struggled to reach him on her tip-toes. They reached the door to the room after what seemed like forever, Leah's tank top ripped down the front, lip gloss smeared across her face, Jim's belt undone and pants unzipped. He grabbed her by the ass and lifted her in the air with one arm, pushing his tongue deep into her mouth and.