.one day she said stop staining up all my panties leave me sum clean ones lol ...this was after we were done fooling around seemed lik i could do wat ...ver she jus didnt touch me cuz id jack off next to her in bed alot wen she sleeping she cauhht doing that few times but she jus rolls over first time she was lik beteer nit b a good pair cum on my old panties lol...but most time she wld jus roll ovet n say nuthing once i haf my moms n she gighled n made fun of me for useing my mons but she get. It was as if he wanted more than my body. His lust seemed to be for my very existence. It felt like he wanted to possess me. I wasn't to sure how I felt about that. In some ways it made me feel like a Princess about to be made Queen, but in another way I felt like a lamb about to be slaughtered. The one thing that made me feel good was knowing how important to him I was. To know that he wanted me so badly was making my pussy lips swell as I wondered if I would receive the same greeting from. It was kind of a backwards surprise to me, as well. Until I got into an environment where other kids my age were baring their all, I assumed there wasn't anything special about me. I was the size I was; no big deal.I'd been playing with myself since late in the fourth grade. I discovered the drawer where my father hid his Playboys, and for some reason, it just seemed natural to put one hand all the way in my pocket for a bit, then pull down my shorts or unzip my pants and massage myself while. As they walked along the corridors other patients milled about. Most were Leslie’s age, some older, some younger. All of them seemed in rather high spirits considering where they were. ‘Is everyone here for addiction?’ ‘Most. There’s also a level of hospice care, which you saw yesterday. This place is the Ritz compared what’s happening in Maine.’ ‘What’s happening there?’ ‘Maine has taken a different stance on narcotics. Rather than treatment they’re using retribution. There’s one facility.