.. pads were messy ... I don’t know why they were called sanitary ... and ... with the help of fingers and a hairbrush ... had managed to shred her ...ymen.There exists a cheap hairbrush with an extremely pronounced thumb rest which seems to attract girls. The brush, when held by the bristle end is well known to relieve tension and stress.Of course, I didn’t KNOW. It was just a hairbrush.For the first time, I was present when she bought tampons ... a revelation. My daughter, who had already. Pretended to average at pool, just off enough, he was whispering to mousey, saw him coming, his fake bullshit smile, offering to play me for fun, or more, leaving it hanging, real chummy, hmmm, what the fuck she was just a skank, I looked at her watching us, sipping her drink. Put him on the spot, five hundred a game, he challenged my ability to pay, my waving the fist full of bills, him drooling, saying he was in, of course he didn't have the coin. Bending and flubbing a straight shot, I. I truly liked this. I loved rough sex. I have been having sex since I was thirteen. My tits were red from the slapping from my grampa. He then spread my legs and told me "let me see your cunt." My cunt was shaved and bald and gramp could see all of it. He then layed me across his lap and pushed my ass up and my head down as he got ready to spank my ass. He had a wooden bristle brush that he used on my ass. It stung like crazy. He then spread my legs and put one leg under his so I was really. I asked if she would show me around to get me acquainted with the operation and how things worked here, as well as the area. Ellen had been at the company for four years now.At 36, I was 6'-1", 195 lbs, very fit, and I guess I was considered handsome by some. I had never married, although I never wanted for female companionship since entering the service. With me being new to the area and to the company, I needed help adapting. Ellen thought she could help me in that regard. We were dating.