Reaching up she wiped absentmindedly at it, her mind wishing she could wipe away the years as easily as she could wipe away the mark upon the smooth s...rface. Wipe them away and start again. Start afresh. A small smile broke upon her face, and her eyes rose back up to stare at herself. Eyes that once were deep green and sparkling gazed back dull and faded. Skin once firm showed fine lines radiating from each corner, and dark shadows deepened the appearance of sadness that hovered over her now. They LOVED to put me down and tease me so much! Especially Grandmother, she always garnished some sort of humiliation towards me and it kept me totally submissive to her and I loved it. I lived for my Grandmother and I had no idea how brain washed I was but she had me!! But I say again.... I LOVED EVERY HUMILIATING MOMENT EVERY MINUTE OF IT!! MY GRANDMOTHER WOULD SIT ON THE PHONE RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME PUTTING ME DOWN AND MAKING FUN OF ME TO ANYONE WHO WOULD LISTEN!! It seemed like it would rip. And that's where we are now. His hands are all over me and he is kissing me, hard and deep. The warm glow of desire is spreading and growing inside me. I can hear people talking on the other side of a partition wall - there's a meeting still going on - but I just don't care. In fact, it makes it even hotter. I tell him my secret, whispering in his ear that I am knickerless, and he makes a guttural, primal sound from the back of his throat, kisses me even harder and pulls me closer so I can feel. I left, but looked back and saw her at her parent’s back door just watching me. I knew she loved me.The next day at school it was like nothing ever happened. She was draped all over one of the basketball players giggling and laughing. When I walked by it was like I was invisible.Life was so unfair. All through high school I did date some, but it was like something, or someone always showed up. That someone was always Rebecca. I’d meet a girl and get interested, but then somehow, some way.