'Yes sir', she replied nervously, 'What do you think it is', he queried, there was silence as she pondered his question, he pushed into her again, 'Wh...t's touching you intimately Jones', she swallowed hard, 'Is it your cock sir', the word cock was said so silently, he pressed his mouth into her ear, smelling her bodily scents, 'Louder Jones, say it louder', and she said, 'Your cock sir'.'Good girl' he spoke directly into her soft ear, his hot breath and tongue tickling her lobe, whilst at the. She really was ignorant about all this. She would have to discuss it with her mother but it would be very embarrassing and she would certainly have to wait until Richard was not around.Her opportunity came when Richard was playing in a golf competition with a meal afterwards. She knew that might be her only chance for a while and she made up her mind to take it. She planned how she would raise the subject and the questions she would ask. When Deborah picked her up from school that day though. Scattered shrubs and cactus grew between the trailers and old houses. Bronze, jagged mountains were in the distance. The sun was getting lower in the western sky and would soon set behind the hills. I knew the temperature dropped when the sun went down.Mosa said she would call us when the sheriff left and we could return to the trailer.“I'm surprised the sheriff called her,” I said.“Why would he have her cell phone number?” Carla leaned forward looking for the gray trailer.“Who knows? Maybe. "I have never raped a woman," he said. "Not really. Oh, they've complained at my attentions, but, in the end, they were women and I was a man, and we did what came naturally to both of us." You're not going to ravish me?" She was obviously confused."I'll ravish you," he said, smiling. "But not yet. Do not wear a chemise under your dress again." Why?" she asked."Because each time I call you here I'm going to expose those lovely breasts and do what I did today. I don't want the chemise in the.