I feel all warm and tingly there now." Tom did as requested and fucked her hard. Both of them climaxed and lay still and naked in each other's arms."T...ere is nine years between my age and Mary's. I think I must have been an accident on my mother's part, in more ways than one. She died giving birth to me and Mary has always blamed me for her death. All of my other sisters are older than Mary so she was the one most often that had to take care of me. Father worked four nights a week so he wasn't. 8pm and he’s still not here. I lie on my bed and try to distract myself from thinking about Ian’s naked body. I pick up the TV remote and flick through the channels, there is nothing to watch. I pick up my book and start to read, and then I hear my phone bleeping. It’s a text message from Ian saying he’s on his way round.I get up off the bed and check myself one last time in the mirror. I’m wearing white panties and a white vest top without a bra. He loves to see my nipples through my clothes.. Yet, those breasts, they seem like structural liabilities, inefficient,top-heavy, swinging. So beautiful. So fleshy. So soft. How gloriouslydifferent they are then men. It couldn't be me. I went through one group of shots Marcie had taken one morning when thelight was soft. I was looking at the camera up close. I still had somemakeup on. I had my earrings by then. Some shots were not as close. Ihad jeans on then too. I wore a top that was cut low showing mycleavage. Irrefutable. It depressed her because her grandmother was slipping and always ended up nagging at her as if she was her mother. Or she asked her the most random questions and tried to feed her stale candy.The last time she was over, her grandmother actually asked when she was going to give her grandkids. To which Lori replied, "Grandma I’m only seventeen,” and that was the last thing she needed right now.Lori wandered aimlessly around the park, lost in her own thoughts. The swings were empty and she made.