...that also was owned by Mr. Peterson. He also owned the only car wash in town too. I soon discovered that living on my own was very tough on minimum...wage. I cut meals out to save money and started walking to work and school instead of driving to save gas money. I lost some weight that second month of living there. As school ended, I took up a second job working at Mr. Peterson's car wash. This was before coin operated machines had been installed, so I worked there handing out quarters for the. ..While these little orgasms were great when they happned, ranging from little flutters to twitched and spasms and little explosions of pleasure, they were nothing in preparing me for what a really strong and intense full-blown orgasm was really about!Which is what happened one day when I was in our back yard playing in the sandpit. I remember it was spring because everything was green and flowery, and I was in shorts over leggings and t-shirt which was my favoured kind of play clothes around. Ray picked up on her reaction. He leaned over, and whispered in her ear, “Baby, bet you’d like to watch me suck his dick.” She had never seen Ray suck a man’s cock before, even though he told her he had done it many times. The idea turned her on, big time too, her mouth went dry, her pussy throbbed as its juices saturated her panties, and her nipples got harder. She leaned over, nibbled Ray’s right ear, and purred, “Go for it.” She then turned her attention to the other man and introduced them. Lolita would always leave the doctors exam room in a daze. The music would rack at her mind and she would be so overwhelmed by it that she would stumble her way down the halls, searching for her room. Those days she wouldnt come down to the cafeteria for food. Those days she hid under the blanket on her bed and silently slipped into her nightmares. — Sociopath. — Lolita stumbled down the hall. She had just left the exam room, and the music in her head was so deafening that she couldnt remember.