You're special and unique and I can't wait to hold you, count your fingers and toes, beep your nose, and change your diapers and everything else that ... get to do because I'm your Big Sister."Mom was sniffling, and when I kissed her tummy, she wrapped her arms around me and kissed the top of my head. "Another of Maggie's Brat Patrol to be deprogrammed."The younger kids had passed on their knowledge of where they came from to anyone who asked, and when later faced with the sperm and the egg, had. So the nice Alexander Latwon High School--named for some long dead Confederate general--was a huge change of pace. The students behaved, the administration punished bad behavior, they actually communicated. It was organized. The demographics were also a huge shift. Leah would often be the only white woman in the room at her inner city school. Leah didn't care about race. She wanted to teach children--but that didn't mean no one else did. She was accused by many students for being racist when. After midnight, when we’d kissed everyone and wished them a happy new year I walked into the garden where Lucy was.As we sat down having a cigarette she was telling me about herself. Donna was in the kitchen talking to three blokes, they were having a right laugh and she was flirting in her own special way having consumed quite a drop of Scotch. After a half hour she said “I need the toilet” and Chris, the guy she’d originally eyed up showed her where it was.When she came out of the bathroom. The material of the clothes clung to my wet body and I could see in the mirror that the shirt was becoming damp from my hair and body and was easily transparent; my nipples visible and poking through the thin material. From the look on Dave’s face I knew I wasn’t the only one who noticed. He gave me a wolfish grin and jumped on his bed. He grabbed the remote to his tv and put on a random movie. I sat on the other side of the bed and checked my phone for messages. Scott: Hey babe Scott: You.