When he presses his face harder into her entrance she can’t help but cry out in pleasure and try to wiggle away from him. But he holds her steady. A...drew lowers his mouth to her ear to whisper.“Are you ready you sexy little bitch?”Aspen can only nod as Chris has taken to sucking her clit and leaving her breathless and writhing.Andrew pulls away while Chris comes back up to kiss her. She can taste herself on his mouth. She can feel her wetness in his facial hair. She kisses him hard, letting her. One night, while lying on the bed naked, she began to cuddle up with her favorite blanket. It was a quilt her aunt made for her a few years back. It was thick and oh, so warm and comfortable. She was listening to her favorite Jimmy Reed album and imagining Jimmy was talking to her when he sang 'but I'm a natural born lover, yea I'm a real good lover'. She imagined Jimmy as a big man with big strong hands, someone who could hold her and keep her warm and safe at night. She began to roll around. Perceptive, sensitive but not peevishly so to the point of being easily flustered, she had what in later years I came to call helicopter capability. Just like she had when we went on our journey to the bike shop for my chain, even when all kinds of chaos is flying around she has the ability to rise above it all and smile.The first time she got a story published for public reading was in the high school newspaper where they were noticed by a publisher in a nearby town. Her second published story. “So then do what I told you to do.” She glared at me.I slowly moved my hand towards the band on my shorts and slowly pulled them from my below my balls down to my knees. “I told you to take them off you little shit, now so it!” She screamed at me. June walked to Dad’s closet and got his belt from the hanger, then returned and sat on the side of the bed. “Perhaps we can whip the evil perversion from you.” I pulled them all the way down then kicked them to the side, standing there bare ass naked.