I was always well behaved. And I was overjoyed by what I was discovering now that I spent most of my time here in this old house. My very first night ...in the boarding house I found out that Maggie liked girls. I mean, she really liked them. She and Naomi had been making lady love together. This old house had huge keyholes. It was so great. I had watched them both until I shot my wad. And I could see that the two of them were coming over and over. I so loved to watch a girl coming. I especially. Then she asked me if I could finish hers as well as mine. Almost without my help, my mouth asked her if there were others in camp that didn't have enough to eat and that might like to have it.Wondering where that had come from and what it meant exactly, I sure as hell didn't know why I'd said it. I mean, if I'd thought there was anyone in this group anywhere that was doing without food I'd have been glad to make sure they didn't do without it any longer if I could do anything about it.Call me. I can see every little ray of light bounce off her lip balm that must have sparkles in it. I try to hold my gaze as long as I can with out being caught. I have to take my eyes off of her but I don't want to. I get a bursts of energy when she walks near, it might be the primitive way of showing male dominance or just the fact that diverting the blood flow away from my second brain can help keep it in check.This time we seem to be waltzing around the gym together instead of a sort of teasing. She wasn’t sure what to do when he leaned over and kissed her on the lips. She’d only let one boy from school kiss her before. That had been Tom O’Connor, he kissed her at the park one day last year and then told the whole school that they’d gone all the way. She got a week suspension for slapping the shit out of him in the cafeteria when she found out. This was different, this was a man, her stepfather, and he knew what he was doing. Slowly she found herself kissing him back and even letting.