The four girls squeezed together on the bench staring out across the park as the shadows grew longer over the grass, the odd glint reflecting from the...discarded condoms and broken glass. It was gonna be a normal night out tonight, Bunny could see. Her and her gang, and maybe the other girls, Snoot and Lizzie, out in the park with a few beers, a few boys and a few laughs. But just now there was nothing much to do. No drugs, ‘cept the blow that Dilly passed round, and no sex, ‘cept the tongues. She hands me my crutches & walks me to the sofa. I sit down. She removes my T-shirt & sits me on the very edge of the sofa. I allow her to raise both my legs & she guides them around her shoulders. Then I feel her. Her mouth was so warm. She begins using her tongue softly around my pussy. At first it is very gentle. She begins increasing the pressure & I can feel her tongue literally fucking me. The feeling is indescribable. She is licking the entire surface of my pussy. I cannot hold off any. But I was also a woman whowas ready for some hot action and to most men that's all that mattered. Ifound a vacant stool next to someone who had possibilities. He looked likean ex-jock who's muscles had now centralized in his gut. He seemed likean easy mark as his spittle tried to merge with the beer at the bottom ofhis glass. "Hi, is this seat taken?" "No lil' darlin." "Thanks what's your name?" "John, I haven't seen you here before?" "I'm new." That was an. Dinner was basically a silent affair. Not much talking. And as usual, the food was edible, but that was about it. I decided that since I had nothing else to do in January, I was going to teach myself how to cook. Dad was pretty good, but didn’t cook very often. I’d have to check cookbooks and ingredients and see what I could make. I’d cook for myself only the first time. But maybe I could do Thursday dinners when my parents were out.I dreaded Monday. I would have to tell everyone about my.