Oh, it’s so great to hear your voice! Hold on a sec’, I’ll tell Jake to get on...” I heard her call out, “Jake, honey, Heath is on the phone... can you believe it? Grab the extension.”I probably wasn’t intended to hear his reply, but after a long pause I did, faintly but discernably. “Heath, yeah? Tell him to fuck off.”She came back on. “He can’t come to the phone right now…”“Yeah, I heard.”“Oh. I’m sorry, Heath. He’s still hurting over you leaving like that, shutting us out.”“It’s okay, babe. My. I knew it had something to do with sex, but honestly, I had no idea how any of that worked other than a few theories.“Is my sister a virgin, Momma?” Buddy asked his mother after processing what she had just said a virgin was.“I hope so, but she has started dating so maybe not,” Aunt Sam had a perpetual smirk on her face, and she laughed a little under her breath as she pulled into the McDonald’s parking lot. I was praying we were going to head to the drive through and not go inside.What a. But I had the feeling he didn’t want it to be a regular client/prostitute experience. ‘What would you do if I was really your prom date?’ I asked. ‘Worry I wouldn’t get you home before curfew?’ he joked. ‘Good news, Andrew,’ I told him. ‘I don’t have a curfew tonight.’ He kissed me again, this time with more passion. His tongue slipped into my mouth, touching mine and sending jolts of excitement down my body. The kiss deepened and we were clutching each other tightly, totally caught up in the. "Ow, that hurts," I said"Good. now fucking shut up or I'll gag you."It hurt but, reader, I loved it. I felt... I felt owned. And used. And while it hurt I also felt important.Tim was using me for his needs. And it was my job to satisfy them."Are you mine, bitch." You know I am Tim." That's sir, or master or maybe master Tim to you, you faggot."Oh. My. GodI didn't cum. I couldn't. The banging in my intestines was too much. But my head went all fuzzy and for a while I didn't know where I was.And.