"I really love that outfityou're wearing."When we had been blokes we never complimented each other on ourappearance but now we were girls we seemed to...do it all the time."Mum thought that since we looked so nice in our dresses we should haveanother matching outfit!" Dad said. "Aunt Charlotte said that you lookedso nice in this outfit so while we were out last night I bought one forme!"I thought back to our first Mother and Daughter outfits in the beautyshop and how upset Dad had been at that. Declan was very highly sexed and became extremely demanding thereafter. My mouth had now effectively been totally annexed by him.When I headed off to the shower Declan elected not to do so. Our room was already humming with masculinity and I wondered how it would smell by that evening. Unlike all the other students who frequently visited one another’s rooms, nobody ever visited our room.After breakfast we got on with our homework. What I also witnessed, henceforth, was that Declan now stopped. “Can I ask you a question?”“Sure.”“Just, you know, general advice, like what happens next to people, like, where could I go wrong again?”“About life, or boys?”“Life. Like what’s next? Why do people mess up?”Frank smiled at her, pleased that she was asking him for advice. He thought for a little while but knew what he was going to tell her. “You’re young. Don’t do anything that will prevent you from doing great things in the future. Don’t whatever you do get pregnant at your age. Have boyfriends. I thought he was gonna freak out cuz of that, but he still kept his hand on my hair, and continued rubbing it. He suddenly started smiling. While I stood up, he placed his arms around my waist, and I hugged him right away. My head was on his right shoulder, my nose and mouth touching his neck. While I hugged him, I could feel his lips and his tongue playing on my neck. After a while, he let go of me and grabbed my arm: Come with me he said. Huh…? he ran to the bedroom, dragging me along with.