She has three rose bushes, and she saves the old flowers. She put them in the water for that soap.”He was done shaving and wanted to rinse off the s...ap, which did not smell anything like a rose. When he reached for the mirror she gave it to him. She turned her back and took off her sun bonnet.He took the opportunity. He turned and jumped in the stream. He ducked his head, and realized that put his ass in the air. He sat down and looked at her.“You staying there?” she asked.“As long as you’re. Later at lunchtime, she asked me to accompany her to the canteen so we had lunch together.Rest of the day, after lunch, she got all excited – sitting with me in the conference room – just 2 of us. I could easily say she was so hot, bothered, nervous and excited at the same time by the way she was avoiding eye-contact and smiling intermittently and trembling voice. But I chose to be platonic all the while at the same time catching her stare and at times letting my fingers contact her fingers. All you bitches is whores. Don't bullshit me, girl." He stared at me and I just looked down at the floor mostly. "Up to you anyway, fuck it ... You don't wanna do this thing? Fuck it, go on home. I shoulda known you wasn't ready, you was just a little girl. I had you pegged the first time, didn't I? Little catholic schoolgirl bullshit." Wait..." You ain't a woman! Fuck, you ain't even a girl, you just a little rich bitch who wants to play fuck the nigger dress-up. Tell me I'm lyin' bitch. I. While I was doing it I wondered why I was doing it. I wondered why I was trying to keep it a secret from the adults.That’s when I realized the difference between simply doing something that felt good, and doing something sexual. And I was thirteen years old!If you actually know any thirteen-year-olds, and think they are clueless about things sexual, you are deluding yourself. It’s complicated, but trust me that thirteen year old kids know plenty about sex. They may have a few things wrong, but.