It had started at a sleepover, where we did a little kissing. Then another sleepover where we did a little touching. Then after school one day when we...just dropped the pretense and did a lot of touching. We both loved what we did, and neither of us feels any shame because of it. Then as I went through High School more sleepovers with other girls and more exploring. Dates with guys, then dates with guys ending in handjobs. Then dates in guys ending with blowjobs. Then on more than one occasion. " Uh?" I said 'good'." Yes. I heard that." Good." Uh?" Oh I give up!" You do?" Yes!" Good." You're hopeless. You really don't know what I'm talking about, are you?" Quit frankly - no." Oh I'll spell it out for you then. She want you to father her children." Me? Father? What children?" Hers and Ron's of course!" How can I father hers and Ron's children?" Oh I give up! Look down," she said.I did that but didn't see anything but the carpet."Not there!" No?" No! What do you have that Ron doesn't. Katie looked at me and smiled sweetly. “You get your GCSE results next Thursday, don’t you darling.”I processed this piece of information. So, if she’s just taken her GCSE’s and starts college in September, Katie is sixteen years old, turning seventeen in the next educational year after September. WOW! If only girls had looked like her when I was at school!!!Katie nodded, and blinked her deep blue eyes at me. OMG! She’s gorgeous! I knew it was wrong of me, but I couldn’t help gazing at her and. I knew that I didn't know much about what I was about to do. I felt there was no hurry so I took the time to do it right.I merrily worked away at my projects. They kept my mind off my situation. Sometimes at night, I would just sit with tears running down my cheeks from loss and from being alone. When that happened, I made it a point to not drink but to go to bed and get up the next morning with an intentional purpose in mind.I followed the instructions and got the generator working and was.