If the world was still normal, it would have been packed. My eyes began to water once more, remembering what life was like before this happened. Howev...r I remained focus on my goals. I was here for clothes and food, the sobbing was for home. I had reached my first destination, the clothes store. I quickly entered and began making sure it was clear, I felt like some sort of soldier, making sure the entire vicinity was safe for me to get some fresh clothes. After clearing the store, I returned to. They were obviously friends of JD and John. They greeted each other while the boys stared in something like shock at Amber.Tawney and I stopped to watch as the boys discussed the new neighborhood slut. When I saw them later I would have to ask what it was they told their friends about her. Whatever it was their friends obviously weren't convinced until one of them said something to Amber and she slowly lifted her little skirt up to her waist.She stood there, surrounded by nine young boys,. She was in her mid twenties and had a voluptuous figure. She had a beautiful dirty blonde hair which reached her shoulders and made you drag your eyes from her chest, to look at her head again.We lived in the West of Ireland in a small town. My mother and father ran two small clothing shops, hence the need for a maid. We were a devout Catholic family and church going. Both parents were very religious and family prayer was a big part of our lives. Sex education in any formal way, at school or. ” The warm water felt good on Patrick’s body. He pulled Michelle under the stream of water and kissed her. Her breasts pressed against his chest and he pushed his thigh between her legs. Michelle leaned her head back and Patrick attacked her neck, kissing and nipping it as the water ran over them. Michelle felt so comfortable in Patrick’s arms; no man had held her with such passion and desire. She felt safe; she wished the weekend wouldn’t end. Patrick worked his way down her neck and lifted.