I suppose you could call that first time a rape, since I had no choice but to spread my legs wide open and admit him into my cherry cunt. It surprised...me to discover that he could be so crude and demanding. He was so educated and professional, but then he'd come home and take off his tie and jacket and yell up the stairs, "where's my little slut?" If I'd even had the least illusion that Mom would protect me, that lasted about a day. She was already trained to service him, and little by little I. She was not good in bed too. We were in relationship for 5yrs but sex didn’t happen once. Finally I broke up on 1st Jan 2017. But we remained good friends.One day I got her phone call.She: Hi, where are you?Me: Home, why?She: Can you come to my place?Me: What happened?She: I have something important to discuss.30mins later I reached her flat and rang the doorbell. She opened it. I glanced through her apparels. She was wearing shoulderless red one piece dress which I had gifted in her last. " And my collar had a wet spot on it when she finally let me go. She dabbed at her eyes with a tissue, and said, "C'mon Mom, gotta make it to class! Then she smiled at Kay and me, and Kay got a hug, and a whisper in the ear. And they left. Kay just looked at me with that sly smile."What?" I said.Giggle! "She says to hang onto you, 'cause she knows of at least one girl who'd be happy to take you off my hands!" Who, Laurel?"Another giggle, "Nope, she doesn't even really know Laurel!" Then who.... Because you want to share your—”“Ya don’t have to. I can take ya—”“No! I’m honored ... I mean this is really special.” Ariel realized she was jumping to conclusions. “I mean, you do not do this often, do you? It’s okay if you do of course, but I just...” Ariel wasn’t getting out of the verbal whole she dug for herself.“Ain’t no client been here before ya.”Ariel swept Hulda into a hug. She tilted Hulda’s chin up until the whore was looking at her smile. “Thank you Hulda.”“I’m glad ya like. I.