My search seemed to take forever as I was forced to move slowly lest any fast forward movement threaten to blow out the candle's flame.I finally made ...y way downstairs to the crypt room. Being in the basement of this two hundred year old mansion it had a musty forgotten smell.It was not as cold as it was upstairs as there were no boarded up windows allowing cold air to enter. I imagined old castle dungeons being like this, cold, dark and void of any light. The candle illuminated one of the two. Ah Fuck! Just fucking wonderful. I was going to have to deal with this now as well.I shook my head and said that I wasn't sure I had even started yet."Patti, I know you just turned 14 last month, but if you haven't started, I'm sure your Mom would have had you into the doctor's."Female hormones were starting to kick in and I could feel tears welling up in my eyes."That's okay Patti," Marcie said in a soothing voice. "I'm sure that memory will come back real quick when your next period starts,. Our first mother daughter talk had been her pretty much telling me that I would wait for marriage to have sex of any kind. That there were forms of sex that were good between a husband and wife and other types and ways that would surely lead to the demise of the marriage.Good girls and wives didn't enjoy sex too much. If you did your husband would lose respect for you, thinking that you were a slut or whore. Good girls didn't touch a man's penis unless it was absolutely necessary. "Sex is best. The late checkout was appreciated more to get some sleep then any more intercourse.Rhonda was greeted at the door by her sister and then Benny went home to face his familial harem. Melody was conspicuously absent, having mostly stayed in her room while he was gone with the “other woman”. Mom had picked up on her youngest daughter’s feelings but had not been able to make any headwayAfter the initial welcoming home, Mom took Benny aside and explained the situation. “If that pecker of years has.