Don't play coy. You aren't any good at it."She stared up at me. "Look, you jerk, I know what those boys want and that's why they tell me how hot I am.... But you're the first real person who's ever said that to me like they meant it."She was serious! "Okay, okay, don't get your panties in a bind. Oh yeah, you don't have on any panties." She started to get that look on her face that meant I'd have to pay.I tried to mollify her. "Yes. I think you're beautiful. If you weren't my sister I'd be trying. Teenage infatuations can be a very troubling subject and something they didn't feel comfortable talking with their parents or teachers about. I, on the other hand, was more of a friend to them rather than an authority figure. I tried my best to foster that relationship because I looked at all of them as close friends too.This relationship was the catalyst that precipitated a situation one day when I was not expecting it. Cathy mentioned to me that Sally Wilson wanted to come to our house to. There was no answer from the barn. Moving to towards the barn keeping his eyes on the corn, John approached the building. With his back against the barn door, John shifted the shotgun to his left hand, afraid to take his eyes off the field of corn. He used his right hand to unlatch the door."Bobby!" John called, trying to restrain the panic he felt. Hearing no reply to his call, John became truly frightened; it wasn't like his son to not answer him at a time like this. John slid inside the door. The girl coloured up then laughed and said, “thanks mum, I will enjoy them…” and they began to laugh. Mother riding the moment said, “look, we`ve never talked much on the sex subject, it had not occurred to me to do so, well not till I heard your brother scrambling off to his room when I came home early the other night!” the girl blushed and stammered “erm well, it…” but Amy went on as if it was the most common subject in the world, ”look I and my brother when I was your age… well don’t tell.