While the other line cooks were dashing out through the back to catch a quick draw on a smoke before the next rush came in, the kid was cleaning and r...organizing his work station, making certain that everything was in its proper place. Often times people would ask his uncle, ‘Damn Truman how’d you teach that boy to work like that?’ His response was always the same. ‘He ain’t working, he’s playing.’ He would say with a wrinkled grin. The kid never minded the work or the time missed that could. .. I’m ... I’m not a fricken robot.”I can tell this is going to keep going so I take Jens by the elbow and suggest something that I know she will agree with, “Jens, let Mira and Ira clean up and read. I want to head to our bedroom.”Jens easily follows me, we get inside our bedroom, she begins to take off her clothes and I ask, “What are you doing?”Jen frowns and asks, “You mean you don’t want ... that?”I laugh at Jens and reply, “My love, I almost always want ‘that’, but right now I’m still. Now you know Me a little better. Not yet 15 and I had fucked Joey the neighbor boy, my dog Shep, my brother, watched my parents get dirty and now my sister. The summer of my fithteenth birthday was a good one. More conquests, of a sort, and all on the same day, one to remember.A Day I'll always remember, Many Firsts - Part OneMy sis and I were in charge of a lot of the horse chores. One of the fun ones in warm weather was giving horses their baths. One Saturday in early June before my 15th,. . . gartha . . . pamfna tudaz . . ..? Uch!?Uch!? Uch!"? ("Quivery . . . down there . . . I feel strange . . . .? Ouch!?Ouch!? Ouch!") ?Barnimthupuk gu-lafashadda-nani!?? (?Stop playing with my ponytail!?) They said a good deal else as they shuddered, and kicked,and spurted; but that?s what I principally remember. They came anywhere from ten to fifteen times.? And then they were done. The cats went to work on the next batch of girls.? And the next.?And the next.? And the next.? And when it was.