Wildhair watched the Do Guide stare quietly at the monument that had held her own attention for so long.With perhaps a trace expression of hunger, Han...a examined the blade Gareth held, as if just from the image she could glean its attributes."The Rainbow Sword," the elder Shaman cackled, and Hanna started. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she considered the old lady. Perhaps sizing her up as an opponent, perhaps merely embarrassed. Perhaps both.You never know, with a Do, Wildhair thought."Yes,. There were times of vanilla lovemakingbetween us, but times like these were infinitely more intimate andsatisfying."Come here." Her voice was quiet. When I reached her, she enveloped mein her arms. She was naked, and I felt her warmth and loveliness enfoldme. Her voice was soft and infinitely gentle and tender in my ear. "Ilove you so. You are everything to me, and there is no one who canplease and delight me as you. You are my little silly boy, my sweetsissy little boy. You are Mommy's good. Sure, I would look at Mabel’s pretty heart-shaped behind whenever she bent over but I would never even think to reach out and touch it in a non-brotherly way with devious intent for pursuing carnal knowledge of my own sister.After church, I managed to corner both Bessie and Daisy over by the outhouses and asked her point blank if she was carrying. I was surprised they busted out laughing at my shocked face.Bessie answered me first, “Why, don’t be all concerned cousin Billy, both Daisy and me. Deep down, I knew he was right. I hadn't put any effort into the class and it was about to bite me in the ass. "What about extra credit? I'll do whatever you ask, Mr Hill." I pleaded."Hmmm, extra credit. That's an intriguing idea, Mr Hill." he said. "I certainly don't want to knock you out of the game but we do need to deal with your situation in my class." he continued. "Anything! I'll do whatever it takes. Please don't fail me." I begged.The rumor around school was that Mr Hill was gay..