”I could hear her yelling on the other end when I ended the call, and turned the phone off. If I didn’t love her any more, then why was I crying? ...aybe I could have forgiven her having sex with some jerk; but the fact that she trusted the jerk and her father more than she did me, was just too much.I had lied to her a bit. I didn’t leave the country the following day, but it was only a few days more. Once again I met my lawyer, but this time I was asking for a recommendation. After a few more. I gasp as he softly runs one finger of the mound of my womanhood, touching me through my soaked underwear. “Hmmm,” he says in a low voice. “Looks like someone’s been naughty and gotten horny.” He says ‘naughty’ in a lustful dirty way. My breathing hitches, thrills coursing through my body as I wait for his next move. I don’t have to wait long. My mysterious sexy voiced man expertly removes my panties by cutting them off with a pair of scissors. As he retreats from the bed, he trails soft kisses. . I was a boy.But I'm getting ahead of myself.Let's start at the beginning."The last thing I need is another fucking mouth to feed! And a fuckingboy at that!"That was what my Aunt Amanda said when I arrived on her doorstep."Well we're dirt poor and this place only has two bedrooms so it lookslike you're sharing with your cousin," were the next words out of hermouth.I was orphaned at age five and as I was to find out very soon and then tobe constantly reminded that the only reason my Aunt Amanda. "Will you make it worth our while?" "How can we do that?" Make us an offer." Jane said "I have a little money." "We are not interested in money. But we are interested to know about sex and what turns a girl on. Can you help us with that?"Jane "I guess I could tell you about sex. Would that stop you sending the pics to Rod?" "I guess that would do it. At least for a start. "Will you two get a room next week?" "We will." "Ok its a deal. We will keep in touch by txt." With that the guys left and I.