"Uhhhh...it just kind of slipped out," I responded.I knew Mark suspected something was off. I'm not usually one for dirty talk during sex and I have a...ways been a good girl type. Well... Acted like a good girl anyway."Aha I see," Mark said. "Maybe Tom triggered some daddy issues in you hmm?" Daddy issues?" I chuckled. If only he knew. "My dad and I get along great thank you very much."Which was true. Dad and I were always close when I was younger. When i left for college however we stopped. I was getting a hard-on just thinking about spending the next couple of days alone, with Molly.... "Yea when would you like me over?" I asked her politly. "Well we will be leaving tommorow so if you could come by at 10:00, that would be great." "I will see you then" i said, then i hung up the phone and beat off to images of Molly in my head.The next morning rolled around and i woke up at 11:15. "Shit" I said to myself. I packed my clothes and toothbrush and i went downstairs. My mom. I twist and play with my nipples. Then I’d rub my pussy lips and play with my clitoris. I slowly put one finger into my wet pussy and just fuck myself with my finger. It felt so good and then I’d slip maybe two fingers and play for a while. My pussy got so wet, when I played with my wet cunt.I like to imagine that maybe some man out there is eating my pussy. I play with my breasts and fuck myself with my fingers. I’ll tell you that it felt so good. But, I’m looking for something a little more. I ... really like her ... a lot. I suppose I always have since seeing her all the time in school; but never made my feelings known to her, of course. She’s from the posher side of our little town up the rise, while I live in the old Mineworkers’ tenements down below. Wendy’s father is the Workshops’ Foreman, while mine’s an ore and coal miner. Wendy and me are not exactly poles apart, we just live east and west of the same pole.Wendy’s beautiful and popular, but known to be somewhat picky..