Totally calm.In complete contrast to me I might add."C...come in," I spluttered, feeling more self-conscious than I'd havebelieved possible. He follow...d me through to the front room and took a seatand I perched myself opposite him, crossing my legs in what I hoped was alady-like fashion. He looked at me calmly, clinically almost, as though hewere studying an item in a shop....I felt myself begin to flush."You're very nervous, aren't you," he said."Yes," I murmered, barely able to form the. I kept my right hand on his thigh and started to slowly stroke his thighs. He still didn’t object. Then I took away my right hand and moved my left hand onto his chest and started to feel his nipples.I held his left nipple in my fingers and started to squeeze them lightly and play with them.Sam: (Still staring at the TV) I’m not gay, you know.Me: (I was really scared and removed my hand) I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done. I’m sorry.Sam: Why did you take your hand away? I told you I wasn’t gay, I. " Can I see?" See me do it? Like when you walked in on me?" Yeah, see you jack-off, that's what boys do, right? They shoot cum out the end and it's all white and sticky?" Right so far. Um, you won't ever tell? Promise?" Yes, I promise," she said."Let's go up to my room then," I told her and she followed me up as I wondered just what I might be getting into. If this ever got out, I'd be dead.Now, my sister was thirteen and she was just changing from a skinny little kid into a real girl. Her. Until two days ago, my sister and I talked on the phone. She doesn't answer and I am worried. Her husband was sick and not doing well and my nephew had died when we last talked. That's me in a nutshell. What about you two?" I'm Dot Monroe and my sister is Sue. She's seventeen about to turn eighteen on April the sixth. She graduates from high school this May. I'm twenty and finishing my second year in college getting a degree to teach school. Our parents were both schoolteachers and that's what.