It was a day she would never forget. It was a day that altered her life forever.Up until the day of the accident, Samantha had been a normal teenager....She lived in Manhattan, New York, in an apartment with her mom, who worked as an investigative reporter for the Daily Tribune newspaper. Her father was a police lieutenant in Manhattan, and he was one of the city's best and most highly regarded officers of the law. Samantha's parents had divorced when she was ten years old, due to irreconcilable. "I am Chastity, the Vicar' daughter." she announced."What can I do for you?" he asked"You did something to Mummy" "Yes" he agreed."And she came back all nice and lovely" Right" Instead of all het up and irritable." Yes" You fucked my Mother! now we will have another baby crying all night" she screamed."Machine fucked, that' different, look"Bolting the door behind her he led her to the testing bay."See that goes up between legs into unmentionables and as engine works it goes in and out like,". Taking a moment I moved the tip of my fingers around the hardened pink nubs of my nipples. They stood at definite attention, begging for some love and affection. Giving into the desires I twisted them roughly, a harsh breath escaping my lips soon after. My thighs flexed on their own, begging anything to please the itch between my legs. Forcing my hands to move further I let my fingers cascade over the taut skin of my stomach and down the edge of my thighs. Although I wanted to slide between. Rocky flipped the phone closed, goosed his truck to ten miles an hour over the speed limit and rocketed towards his house. Rocky pulled up behind Carrie's SUV that was in the driveway instead of its usual spot in the garage. He wondered briefly about that, but his thoughts quickly returned to what might be waiting for him on the other side of the door. He bounded up the step and this time flung open the door without knocking.The house alarm chimed when the door opened and Carrie called out from.