I didn’t know why but it was a “why not?” My parents didn’t breathe a word about sex to me. A friend had taught me about masturbation. Pat had...well developed tits and we lay on our sides pressed together. She didn’t kiss me or I would have maybe gotten the idea. I didn’t make any moves so she took charge and pulled my hand to cup her still-clothed tit. Her hips pressed against mine which still had a flaccid organ. I followed directions, many non-verbal.Gradually our clothes came off and I got. It was all Cat could do to keep from sticking her tongue out at Robichaux. The Cat and The Mouse were officially added to the roster of The Protectors. They were each given special communicator watches, keys to the HQ building, and a signing bonus of $5,000 cash.After a round of congratulations (spirited and sincere for Mick; abrupt and curt for Cat), the two new members were ready to go home. Before they could get out of the building The Medium pulled them aside."You two and I need to talk,". However, the week flew, and Sunday arrived, and I was marched up to the front door, not knowing what type of reception I was going to get, but when the mom, Stephanie, opened the door, all my worry's and doubts disappeared, she stepped out of the door and threw her arms around me, gave me a hug, and said with a smile, "welcome to our humble abode Wendy," the father Tom appeared, and he also welcomed me with a hug, the glance between the two of them should have told me something wasn't exactly. "Ferro!" someone whose voice he didn't recognize called from his doorway. For Ferro it was the final interruption. He whipped out his knife from his forearm sheath and threw it with all of his might into the wall behind him, near to the door.Whoever it was yelped and ran. Ferro caught a fleeting glimpse of the back of her head and fashionable clothes that marked her as a station resident. Then again, running instead of facing a knife marked her as an outsider and not Family. He was satisfied.He.