Timma?” I asked Val.“Timma Anthropologist.”“That kid?”“I’m Forty ... remember,” she said. “Timma has several monographs published. S...e’s famous ... and just turned nineteen. Seriously ... her rescue was a masterstroke.”“It was a damned accident,” I said.Well ... what do you know ... and a breeder. This should be fun.Legal age on Crossroads ... hmmm ... that opened a multitude of paths ... ever one more destructive than the last.“I believe I’ll stick with Restorative and water, please,” I was. .. I'll ask him."Mandy put her hand over the mouthpiece and asked, "Did you say I worked you like a slave and acted like a mean old witch Jeff?" What do you mean?", I asked surprised."Just gossip going around; one of the boys you were talking to yesterday told his parents you said that when you stopped by the store." What's his name? I'll get him for telling a lie like that."She laughed and returned to the phone, "He said he didn't call me a witch.", she said to her caller laughing as if she. In one sense it was very naïve of me to think that I knew the ways of adults at eighteen. Sure, I giggled when one of the girls talked about sex and masturbating, didn’t we all, as if we were all innocent of doing a naughty thing that we never talked about, and if asked we always lied about it. “You got to be k**ding, I’d never do that, I’m not a slut, that‘s nasty.” But every night my hands were between my legs as I humped them as I lie on my stomach until that great sensation took over and. "Okay, now it's my turn!" announces Graham. "You girls get the slut off the bed and kneeling on the floor." While the two women roll me off the bed onto the floor, he stands up, unzips his fly and pulls his pants down. "Crawl here, you bitch!" he orders me, and I shuffle over to his chair while he sits back down. "Come in nice and close," he says as he puts one hand behind my head, and guides me between his legs, so my nose is almost touching his erect cock. "Ever sucked one of these before,.