But first, I stayed with Lyn a while, and thumbed around some more. I retrieved my guitar and rucksack and stuff from Hollyweird. Lyn had issued me an...open invitation to stay with her. Her casita included a walk-in closet with a little outside window. She did not use this tiny room, so it became my bedroom, just big enough for a queen bed mounted on steel milk crates and a plywood plank, with a broomstick overhead for hanging clothes. My other paltry stuff went into the milk crates or hung from. My family’s lack of inhibitions led to my virginity being stolen from me very young and against my will. And my own open sexuality led me to all the wonderfulness I’m going to tell you about with HIM, but it was also the undoing of it all. The man I am writing this true story about – let’s call him Eric – and I are both professional writers of a sort, although we had both wound up writing research reports more than creative writing. He is 5’10” and about 190 pounds, with soft brown hair on his. ” “Should I take all my clothes off first?” I asked. “No, your skirt is so cute and sexy want to fuck you in it. So go ahead, kneel for me.” With my legs together I got on all fours facing away from him knowing full well my skirt was doing absolutely nothing in this position to conceal my panty-covered crotch. “Wow, Looks like you might be more ready than I thought! Considering the big wet patch on the crotch of your panties anyway.” He observed. Then I felt his hands take hold of my panties.. I was dumb struck for 5 seconds holding the door with the right hand giving the full body show to all of them. When i came to my sences i rammed the door and ran to my room covering my body with my hands i ran like never before. I didn’t knew what i was doing at that time. I went into my room and covered myself with a cloth i got to my hand(i don’t remember what cloth it was now). I covered the cloth in the front with both hand and sat on the bed leaving my back uncovered. My kids came in and.