I liked their attention, and for the first time in my life I was beginning to experience the womanly power of having a great body.It was enjoyable rid...ng to and from work with Jim in that big truck. We sometimes talked about boring work topics, but other times he got into areas that I at first thought strained the bounds of decency for an adult to be talking with a sixteen year old girl about. The first time was at the end of my first week working for him. We had just left the plant when he. I was about to lean over and kiss her forehead like I did so many times before, but something made me kiss her on the lips. It was a very wet and romantic kiss. The kiss soon turned into a french kiss. Our tongues dancing around each others, almost trying to become one. The kiss seemed to go on for hours, but she finally broke the kiss and rested her head on my chest. The last thing I felt was her kiss my neck, and then I fell asleep. I woke up to Erin kissing my neck. I figured I was only out. I thought maybe she was the most beautiful women I'd ever laid eyes on, although the age meant I couldn't really be sexually attracted to her. Although I was a horny 17 year old boy, I wasn't really into the whole 'Hot Old Women' thing. My dad was though. I kind of felt awkward sometimes to see his hard on when they were together. I pretended not to see it. So the first weekend I met Elle, her and my dad were sitting at the dinner table, waiting for me to join them. My dad had driven me. But the Franklins' hands restrained her, and her mind was still telling her that she should not give in to the baser interests that were gnawing at her vitals and making sensual mincemeat of her private parts. Her mind told her that she was pure, and that she could still remain so- --despite the terrible way they had used her. She had been forced, after all. She had done nothing tonight of her own free will.But then why had she enjoyed it so much?She had been forced to give in, through drugs.