I knew all about his first time, because he had given me a detailed description of it, and it had moulded him into the kind of lover he is. He had bee... nervous about pushing too fast because he had no idea what would happen, and she had told him that he should always let the girl lead so they were comfortable.I wanted to slap myself for being so slow. My br0ther was a genius, but he was literal minded and took everything exactly as it was said. The advice he received his first time meant he. She knew Damon was not angry at her. He was the sweetest person ever.“Okay thanks.” Then turning towards his office, he gestured to Tristan, “Shall we?”This had better be important he thought. The little he saw of Tristan, the better. He didn’t want to complicate the relationship between their two families. But damn was he God, he looked good. Tristan thought, looking at Damon. Tall and broad, his muscular body rippling beneath the black t-shirt he wore. Jeans hugged his lean hips, denim. Jenny was right, she was 19, so she couldn't exactly yell at her and ground her. But this was a pretty extreme invasion of her privacy. And yet, as she'd said, she still didn't know if she'd gotten her money's worth. And if Jenny was having a tough time with her sexuality somehow, something that made her not want boyfriends, made her, as inhibited as she was, bold enough to play with a vibrator in her parents' room with her mother watching -- Melanie's head spun. What? She needed help? Or her. The man ran a popular still with the help of his two teenage sons and they needed a woman bad ... for ALL the household reasons. They had money and offered ten dollars a week for two meals a day and housecleaning. She got Sunday off. With all the male juice injections she was gettin at home her body had ripened nicely. Her wardrobe wasn’t much so her pretty parts got showed off a bit too.It wasn’t long before the ogling and groping got her to figger out that these three horny hillbillys needed.