“You taste good…” she told me as our lips and tongues fumbled against each other. And I agreed; I could taste my own juices on her mouth and ton...gue. When she stopped and looked into my eyes I knew immediately what she was thinking, but she surprised me by saying, “You do it to me first – move over, I’ve been doing all the work!” She plopped herself down flat next to me, shoving me aside and then spread her pale legs far apart expectantly. I had all I could do not to fall off the bed for reals. They believed that they were alone in the house for the first time since Bob had introduced the buxom sixteen-year-old girl to the pleasures of sinful sexual congress. During the interim they had fucked lots but it was always with the fear that someone might hear. Tonight the schoolteacher was free to hammer his luscious, busty companion without worrying about squeaking bedsprings and young Priscilla was able to momentarily escape the fear that her sinful behavior would be found out.Bob Best. I found Mom One in the basement doing laundry.“Dad said I should talk to you about Cynthia.”“Cynthia?”“She blabbed about all the stuff she and I did together to Missy, Sally, and Heather, and one of them told Kelly about it.”“Ah,” Mom One said with a knowing look. “Now I think I understand more about what happened.”“Why didn’t you ask?”“Because your relationships have to be as private as you want them to be,” Mom One said. “You weren’t moping around, so I just let you work through it.”“I. In the end it was decided by the fledgling council that Sam Kendall was going to be the most public of figures and one who would need to be available to the people, and at the same time, safe.Safety became an issue after some people began speaking out against Sam, some from paranoid fear of the unknown, others on religious principals, and still some simply out of a hope that, by standing apart, they would prosper. Sam's youth, and his open, honest demeanor kept the worst of those who opposed.