She breathed, "Ahhh. That's exactly how I like that. You remembered."As she had done to me, I slipped my hand under her waistband and found her pubic ...air and her soft folds. She was not wet yet. But she moved one foot to open her legs a little more so I could find her crease.I whispered, "I want to make you feel good." Now I hoped I was learning to talk to her as she talked to me. I was beginning to comprehend the nature of my own very young sensuality, realizing how so much of it was mirrored. It fell back straight down and crushed everything under it.I’m not sure what caused it—the gasoline explosion or something else, but there was one Hell of a fire blossoming from the former warehouse. The strange thing was that most of the walls of the warehouse were still standing and containing the fire. There was practically no wind, so that the Fire Department had little to do but wet down the adjacent buildings as a precaution.The news media showed up pretty soon after the Fire Department,. "I had enough sense to realize it was still fairly early. I looked at the clock and it was just 8:30."Carl, they're over at the other house. I'll have to go get them. I haven't had time to run a phone line from here to there yet. We had a long day yesterday, shoppin' for back to school clothes and I don't think they're up yet. If they were, they would have woke me up with breakfast." Ok, I'll just wait until you get them."I laid the phone done and walked, quietly, back to the bedroom. I gently. . Stevey to Chris.Chris is a year younger than me, but he was the one who grew up to be an athlete. By the time I was a senior in high school and he was a junior, he was six-feet-five and the star on our better than average basketball team. I preferred baseball but wasn’t particularly good at that either. It was a good thing we had a small school or I’d have never made the team.We were pretty good in school, typically getting A’s and B’s, but if Chris had one failing it would be that he was.