In Emma's letters to me she was always pestering me for details of my personal life, asking me about the other girls, and if I made any 'special frien...s' to tell her about them. Now I took great pleasure in telling her all about Darleen, how wonderful it had been. For the first time I think, I thanked her for teaching me how to love another woman.For the first time I didn't go to any dances that weekend, I knew I was going to dump Ray but was scared to do it. Darleen was encouraging me and we. “Nothing really” I asked why she was asking. “pop around if you like around 7:30pm”. I told her that me mam and dad are off out and our Tracey was in by herself but I can slip out. Celia smiled and we spilt going to our respected homes. The time was here and at 7:30 I was outside of the house knocking on the door.Celia opened the door and dragged me in before anyone saw me. The house she was babysitting in was only 4 doors down from her own house and she didn’t want her sister seeing me as she. She had been forced to trade her clothes for food. When she finally traded her panties for a meal she had tried to grab her kidnapper through the bars of the cage, but he hit her with some kind of electric shock device and that was when she woke up.Of course if it had just been a nightmare, why was she aroused? It was that damn kid who came to her office yesterday and insulted her. He must have subjected her to some kind of mind control. She knew how to fix this. She called a number. It was the. "We don't have to do this. Don't feel pressured..." I tried to tell her but was cut off with another kiss."Shhhhhhh" she silenced my concerns. She stood and unbuttoned her shorts and shimmied out of them. I moved forward a bit so she could better straddle me in the chair.It was at this point the girls noticed, but Makahlya quickly hushed their commentary.It didn't matter. Melissa and I were quickly becoming lost in our own world. She climbed back into my lap. Her left arm wrapped behind.