What was this society? And what were the pleasures of which Brenda spoke? And why all the secrecy?She had, at first, laid the card with Brenda's phone...number on the night stand nest to the bed, but when she found herself becoming more and more enthralled with the sensuality which her friend had implied was an integral part of this society, she found herself locking herself in the bedroom and masturbating, something she hadn't done in years. She then tried putting the card away, dismissing it. He was a businessman and not a very good one at that it turned out. He was deeply in debt and after he passed my mom and I had to move into town into a tiny apartment and she had to go back to work. But living together in such an intimate little place like that opened up a whole new world for me at least.It all started innocently at first. It was the summer before my senior year in HS, I used to stay up late on the sofa watching HBO and Showtime until I fell asleep. On a Saturday morning, I. “Something on your mind?”“A lot. I am going shopping today for my new plaything Andrea, and I am debating whether or not to bring her with me.” I had an instant stirring below and simultaneously a huge wave of fear engulfed me.“If I went…”“It would be as Andrew…you, or should I say she definitely is not ready for that yet. But I have a good idea what I want to get you to wear, and to well…some things are better left as surprises.”“Um, okay,” I said with a half smile.“Well then…I’ll go alone. I. I’m almost fourteen now and I’ll be starting high school this fall.” “O Sweety, don’t remind me how old I’m getting,” I said. As I released her to get up out of the chair I had been in for over four hours, I moaned a little at the stiff joins and sore muscles from making the forced drive to her home. She backed away and I got a good look at my grand daughter. What has happened to my little girl? And who replaced her with this absolutely gorgeous beauty standing before me? It hadn’t been.