Whatever happens, will happen, Carol thought silently, wiping the tears from her cheeks. Just like the rest of her life, she had no control over the f...ture. Right now, she had a job to do, and she needed to maintain some semblance of control."Tina?" she whispered quietly, looking down at her 14 year old daughter laying exhausted on the filthy mattress. "It's time. You need to get yourself ready." Mama?" the young girl looked at her inquisitively for a moment before she understood. "Oh, Mama!". Now, can we make a deal?" I looked down towards her breasts and they were they rather big. I felt sweat flow down my body and my heart pumped quite hard too. She walked back towards me and I took in a deep breath. "I'm afraid not, I prefer to do business with men." "The government also says that women have the right to vote now, so why not give me a chance?" "I'm sorry, that's just the way I feel." "Well, that's too bad," she said, strutting towards the back door. "Maybe I'll have to bust you,". I was 16 years old and she was 14. She always wore sexy dresses in the home, like tight salwar suits, frocks and skater dress up to knee length which arouse me too much. She had a very good figure for a 14-year-old girl. Her boobs had grown enough to be pressed and sucked.I always like her brown satin frock which came just above her knee and she looked damn hot in that dress with big boobs and a very big, juicy and tight ass, and long sexy silky hair which came up to her boobs length.I had. He didn't love me, this seemed obvious to me. But of course, I loved him. The first time we met, we were considered a couple. We would buy dinner and chat for a while, to get to know each other. Although on my part I considered it as the two of us getting to know each other, he considered it as luring me into his strong but abusive arms. His warm touch was so new to me the first time we fucked. Of course it was fucking; we never made love. For the love I felt for him was not mutual. I was sure.