Yeah, I was a grown woman of 16 now, drinkin beer on my grandparents back porch with the guys. Both my sisters were off fucking some boy or other some...here or other. But my night suddenly had turned for the better in that regard. We sat and laughed, and drank more beer, talking about some of the funny things that happened that day, and my brother finally asked us what ever happened up at the cabin those 2 summers past that sent Ronnie into exile for so long. He had been one of my brothers best. ." Tom interrupted, "Fiddled?" Since I didn't have any panties on, just the garter belt and stockings, I was pretty accessible. He played with my clit while we kissed. Tom, he had me so wound up. I was really close climaxing right there. I was rocking my hips, humping against his fingers. But just when I would get really close, he'd slowly pull his hand away. I was so frustrated. I would moan and beg him touch me, to let me cum. But he wouldn't. He was playing me like a puppet. I was almost. " You looked like you weren't moving too well getting in here." Yeah," he laughed, "I took some pretty nasty spills today." That's why I came over, I'm the massage therapist here and waswondering if you'd like one - I have an opening." Great. A house call of sorts. Do you always come after your clients?" Very funny. I've been up here all day with no clients, I'm pretty damnbored and you looked like you could use a massage." Let me dry off and..." Head over to the desk and go down the corridor.. I wason edge, and then our case was called, and for the first time asAllison, I was faced with her attacker, who was a fellow student, andin fact had been Allison's boyfriend. I started to shake uncontrollablywhen he came into the room, and when he stood up to make the plea of"not guilty", I went into a flashback.I had been having nightmares about her attack, but for the first time Iwas having the memory while I was awake, but it was far too intense forme to handle. It was like it was happening.