first afternoon of frantic sex, Amber and I settled into a pattern. During the day, Amber puttered around her house and garden while David slept. Then, after dinner, as soon as David left for work, she slipped through the hedge that separated our yards, in my backdoor, and into my arms. I wasn’t a virgin by any definition of the word when I had my sister for dinner but sex had never been as exciting or as satisfying for me as it has been with my big sister. All the books on sex that I ever read said that good sex is a never ending adventure in which people constantly find new ways to excite and satisfy one another and that’s the way it is for me and Amber. Take what happened last weekend. David was spending several days