I pray and pray and pray, but still I . . ." You get wet, wet between your legs, when you think about?" Yes." I whispered that one word."You kind of w...sh that something like that would happen again?" Yes." I realized that I was whispering in a little girl voice."Do you masturbate when you think about it or think about it when you masturbate?"I didn't answer that one, didn't say anything."Do you ever ride the bus at night, hoping that it will happen again?" No, but sometimes I think about doing. The woman thattook care of me lived just down the street from us, and knew what wasgoing on. She entered me into the rolls without a hitch, changing thename on my records as if it were the most normal thing in the world!That hurdle done, I went back to work, confident of my future.As the time to start school drew near, Lisa went off to college,leaving me alone for the first time. Dad now had only me to watch, andhe was very diligent about it. I had not let Bill persuade me to submitto him,. ” Zack walked forward to Rachel. She bounced on her toes which in turn made her lovely breasts bounce. She grabbed Zack’s hand and they went up the stairs into their room. They didn’t bother turning on the light as there was already a lamp turned on in the corner of the room. Rachel sat on the edge of the bed and said “come and bring that big beast over here.” She opened up one of the condoms and when Zack was close enough she slipped it on. She scooted back on the bed and grabbed his cock and. ” Mum interrupted pulling me out of my trance and off of his penis. “Now I think it is time for daddy to return the favour!”Not knowing what I was meant to do next my father rose up and crawled between my legs slowly pushing my thighs apart and lowering his head. It felt like a surge of electricity when he made contact with my pussy sliding his tongue up and down. Quickly the slow and delicate attention turned to ravaging my entrance, shoving his as deep as he could sucking on my clit. I felt a.