The new girl

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My name is William Wilkins, and at the age of 15 I had an experience that wasn't just "out in left field", but clear out of the ballpark.

Like most guys about that age, I was stuck with the trials and tribulations of puberty. Unlike most guys, I had the benefit of having grown up with a sister (Eva, which I shortened even further to just "Eve", just a bit more than one year older than me) that I got along with pretty well. Not that we were best buddies, or anything, it was just that our folks hadn't tolerated any kind of fighting or arguments between us as we grew up; as a result, we were a lot more tolerant of each other's foibles. Not only did we play a lot of "show me yours and I'll show you mine", but even got to be comfortable with playing "Doctor" to a degree that I doubt our folks would have approved of. That attitude continued even after each of us started puberty, so that seeing each other only in our underwear or half-nude (or completely so when I could manage it) was no big deal of either of us; it wasn't that each of us didn't have other friends, but simply that we'd grown up that comfortable with each other. Since there were hardly any kids our ages in the immediate neighborhood, that was a good thing.

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