I wasbeing pampered like I'd never experienced before. I was a lowly mill hunknow being treated like a king.A king, yes I was now a king. I couldn't w...it to tell all the guys aboutthe night. I was told to stand as the girls covered me in soft towels andled me out of the bath to a chair. I sat down as they dried me and putcreams and lotions all over me. Maybe this was how a king was treated byhis lady. I was beginning to enjoy it really and didn't want it to end.My hair was pulled back in the. MM, had to leave without notice ... It was so fast that we could not warn you.”Rebecca squirms in her seat.“Nonetheless,” Jason continues, “it will be a great pleasure for me to take care of you and answer your questions...”“This is not acceptable, Mr. Wallace,” she said at last, barely concealing her anger.“Believe me, I am very sorry, Miss Johnson, but the president is not in Nairobi.”“When is he coming back?, she asks, putting down her cup irritably.“Not before two weeks...”“But... !”.. I knew a little about sex, due to Health Class. I knew a little more about condoms, the pill, and IUD's. I knew about my period, which would come soon, and I knew about AIDs and STD's, all of which scared the living crap out of me as I entered puberty.The next moring, I was more than a little surprised to realize that during the night, I bled between my legs and I knew I was a fertile woman, but that's all I knew.Upon awakening, my father knew something was changed and he asked.I told him I. Not too much but not so you would be tripping over furniture. I sat on the larger of the two couches, "comfy" I thought.Christy called down "I thought you fell in, I will be down in a sec. I realized my pants had the usual kid contamination and had to change." OK" I called back. This extra time was great, I had talked myself down to attributing my condition and interpretation of the night thus far into my buzzed state, distracted mind and of course being a red blooded man that thinks every.