I was prescribed Risperadol. My Mom decided to retire and homeschool me. Things went very well for a few years. I was less anxious and engulfed by my ...oms love.Soon after I turned 12, came another blow to my life. It was a sunny June morning. I awoke and headed into the kitchen for breakfast. Strangely, my mom was not sitting at the table sipping her cup of coffee. I called out, "Mommy?" A harsh silence filled the apartment. I went into my moms room. She was still sleeping. I put my hand on her. You could have been hit by a car. You could have been raped. You could have been killed.”I looked down at the floor. “I know,” I whispered.“Do you have any idea how freaked out The Parents were?” she screamed at me.“Do you know they’ve been fighting all day about you?”Fighting?“That doctor of yours wanted to put you in hospital.”What?I stared at Mum in shock. She looked away. I stared at Dad. His eyes were open and he was watching me. I glared at Dad some more.He started fidgeting and then. I pressed down on him as I came, and rather than trying to be quiet I let it all out. I could feel my juices running all over his face as I mashed my pussy into him, and he stuck his tongue in deep as I came. I held my pussy against his face for a bit as I moaned softer and softer. He licked me for a bit more till I wiggled away, and then lifted his head up. "God, that was great." I raised myself up on the pillow and looked at him. "You are damn good at this." He was caressing my thighs, and. I would have to do what I had neverdone before, I would have to go out to the limits ofwhat I could give, I would have to give him more than Ihad ever given anyone else. I would have to not justlet him take what he wanted, I was going to have to beactive, I was going to have to *do*, not merely*allow*. “You’re not alone,” I said, taking the hand he ranthrough my hair into mine, and putting it down besidehim. “Relax,” I explained, “Just lay there. Let.