So at River Stream Middle School (fake name) was probably my first physical sexual encounter, and it was really awkward and weird. I won't pretend lik... I was an innocent little girl, I knew sexual stuff and constantly joked about it, but I was still a virgin and I never masturbated. I barely even consider this sexual because it was completely on accident.So in 7th grade I did wrestling for the first time. I was the only girl on the team and no I wasn't gangbanged, no one acted any differently. I remember takingmy clothes off, cleaning off and rerunning my recollection of the scene,this time with my cock in hand. I must have come 8 times that morning. Another time, summer, I played and worked in the yard. We had aVictory Garden at the time and my job was to keep the weeds from growing.My Dad was in the yard, too, weaving some baskets. He had on some shortsbut, otherwise, was barefooted and bare-chested. My mother was somewherein the house attending to things of the house. At one. She enters the house crying, semen still dribbling from her lips and dripping from her chin. I wink at Mark, standing there wringing the last bits of cum from his sated tool, and follow Cindy into the house. She’s curled up on my sofa, still sobbing, and still coughing up spunk. I go to her. “Oh, Cindy dear,” I soothingly murmur, kneeling next to her, “Did he hurt you with that thing of his?” All the while I’m wiping traces of his cum from around her mouth with my fingers.Between sniffles she. Mom and Dad are not being straight with us. I mean they are not telling me, us, everything. I feel it too,” she said.“Candace will be here shortly—again,” said Blake. “She actually sounded positive. Maybe, just maybe, she’s rethought some of the things we talked about before.”“Hmm,” said Ava. “She was pretty adamant when she left before. No, I think she might have talked to her fiancée and he might have suggested something for her to consider or ask of us or present to us.”“Now you say it, I.