My mom and dad were still the same, but Sherwin started to act differently. He played with me less and kept forgetting to buy me birthday presents.The...morning after my eleventh birthday, I ripped the wrapping paper off a box and smiled. It was a Playstation 2! I looked around the living room and saw no one. Mom and Dad were working, and Sherwin was upstairs in his room. No one witnessed the smile I had on my face when I opened the present. I threw the box on the massive pile of presents near. It was still mostly overcast outdoors, but there was enough sunlight he could see that the world outside, at least, seemed to be alive and welcoming.Taking in his surroundings more fully, the first thing he noticed was the horrendous smell. Frankly, it smelled like somethi ... he couldn't bring himself to finish the sentiment, since he knew it was likely true. With the slowly dawning realization that he'd somehow survived, he tried to take stock of himself, before he attempted to check on. Each time his eyes shifted onto the road I undid another button, we were on the highway now surrounded by cars and all but the middle button of my shirt were undone. We drove listening to the radio making small talk while Chris ran his hand dangerously up my leg close to my aching pussy and I felt him get harder.I shifted in my seat turning toward him and spreading my legs open just a little bit as if by accident just as traffic was slowing down. He did not miss his opportunity and edged higher. " It isn't the same. Now that I know the difference, it's a lot harder to be satisfied with doing myself. At least I can still remember some of the best times when I can't get to sleep some nights. When I get married, I'm going to make my husband do it with me two or three times a day." That's still a long time away for either of us. I'm not getting married until I'm old, maybe thirty, or even older." Not me! I'll get married right after high school. I'm going to have three or four kids right.