"It's hard to explain, I would just have to show you." She said coyly.Then I watch her head lower in between my legs and towards my soaking pussy. Her...hot breath was the first thing I felt, and then her soft full lips brushing against my sensitive pussy lips. She softly kissed me, taking time to tease my clit. And then, without warning, the tip of her firm, hot tongue ran from the bottom of my slit to the top, where my swollen clit was."Oh Fuck!" I moaned out while my legs spread out more for. ..well, I'm sorry, but that's still outside therealm of what anyone can reasonably expect a nineteen-year-old to dealwith, that's just plain fucked-up. That just makes a mockery ofeverything; it's as if he--I'm sorry "she"--just doesn't give a shit howmuch embarrassment he's causing everyone else around him, mostsignificantly, yours truly.And he's supposed to love me, right? He always said he did, anyway. Ilove you, you're the most important thing in my life, etc etc.Yeah, right!Why the hell. Once every six months or so, Karl would skip his meds and then Kate would get a little attention, but Karl felt if he was doomed to a life of sexual frustration that Kate should be too. Kate had introduced her single sister, Marie, to one of Karls friends, David. David and Kate had known each other for about 10 years. Kate constantly teased David and secretly wished she could act on some of her suggestions. Because David and Marie lived far apart, they communicated by phone and e-mail. One day. . . Elizabeth had announced in front of a bunch of people that I was. . . pregnant.”“Where were you last night at around midnight,” they asked?“I was here. . . then I went over to Scott’s house,” I answered looking at my parents and they looked very unhappy at me for that.This time I did not wait for their question and asked one of my own, “Where is Elizabeth did you find her?”They answered my question with a question, “How did you know she was missing?”My father answered this one telling them.