She looked curiously and got it out. It was indeed a diary. Must have been Wendy's diary. She knew it was wrong to look, but she was curious about wha... her mother wrote about."This is all the past anyway, besides, mom won't know I read this. I'll never tell her." Chelsea said to herself.She slowly opened up the journal and couldn't wait to read her mother's juicy details. She knew Wendy had a secret or two. As she began to read her mind got lost in the diary.May 16, 1985< - said the first. When she came and stood beside me and took my arm, we left quickly, keeping our backs to the wall. I got her to yank her wide skirt up between her legs and helped up to the saddle of my hefty mare. I mounted behind her, enjoying the feel of her body between my legs and clucked at the horse. She looked back at me and then walked on."Where are we going?" the girl asked, her full breasts bouncing on my forearms, her buttocks firmly against my groin."You have any kin, folks you can trust?"She shook. I looked up into his face as a smile grew across it. I took his hand into mine as I smiled back at him. The three of us walked into the kitchen. As we did, I noticed there was a plate on the table already for Jack. I turned to him as I said, Looks like someone else expected you for dinner as well. Jack left go of our hands as he took a deep breathe smelling the food in the air. He walked up behind grandma. Spun her around at the oven where she stood and took her into his arms. Sure have missed. Camila’s lucky. They were saving her virginity for the added value she’d carry. I’m not sure of the particulars of how Dave Johnson, husband of Brindy and Carlita (but not in that order), might end up with Camila, but Haley giggles and says that she’s integrated into the bunch there.Me, though? Happily married college graduate, okay? If you just take time to work with those facts, we’re entirely normal. Less normal is that I’m still only fourteen.Still – married. In love. Devoted. Topsy-turvy.