"She was breathing heavily. "I can give you a rain check...?" No loans!" he said, pushing his hips forward and driving a couple of inches of his bare ...ock into her unprotected virgin hole.That felt incredible to her! But... "Dad, please..."He paused and looked into her eyes. "I promise I'll pull out." Like you did with Trissa?" Then she realized that she was being unfair. "No, that was her fault. You were gonna pull out, weren't you?" Yeeessss..." Mike hissed as he pulled back a little and then. Even before then I was a horrible person. As a child I stole things, I hit people, I lied and cheated. Now I was not always that way. As a very young child I was told I was pretty sweet and the family and neighbors loved me. Somewhere along the line I just got mean.I think it was because of the mark. I have a slow growing birthmark on my face. It was not there when I was born, I have seen the pictures but at about six or seven years if age it shows up, small at first and then the discoloration. She thanked him, with a smile, and finally said “Maybe, if you’re not busy some day, I could have you over for lunch or dinner? How’s that sound?” “Ohhh, that sounds nice,” he said smiling at her. “Hey, maybe I could bring some of my camera equipment too?” She said yes. He pulled away once she was inside her house. The day was almost done. She watched him drive away and she smiled at the idea that maybe, just maybe, she had a potential suitor on her hands. “Nahhhh,” she said after she thought. ”“I think that’s almost a pre-req for being a doctor. My friend Larry at UC was a total nerd in High School as well. He still is, really. You seem to have escaped from the nerds.”“I met the right people at Taft,” I replied.“I’m glad I met you, Jocelyn, and Clarissa. It’s made coming to Taft easier.”We finished the 18th hole and returned our clubs. I tallied the score sheet.“I won by thirteen strokes,” I said.“A hundred and thirteen strokes would be a LOT better!”“Have you counted?” I asked with.