Things were normal. Father was unhappy but slowly comingaround. Mom had trouble sleeping at nights. Not out of distress, no, butout of excitement. She...was witnessing a new era. People were finally freeand tolerant.Aaron was happy. This week had been so "blessed" to him, he thought. Maybehe would believe in God because things were so well. He was named after aBible character after all.But father didn't change much. He mostly tried to ignore it.She wasn't sure how to continue this. She pondered. It wasn't anyone's fault. Hell Harry was bending over backwards for me, especially in the bedroom. I should have been the happiest person in the world, but nothing seemed to help."Linda took a sip of her coffee then kept going. "Then one day I was at that little grocery store on Marshal avenue and saw this guy. He was tall and extremely good looking. I guess I was staring because he looked up and caught me. I blushed when he looked at me and smiled. He was so cute and I felt naughty flirting. . He held my legs back as he started to fuck me, slowly at first and then faster. I was wanking my cock, as he watched his cock enter me and withdraw. I told him to fuck me harder; I was so horny; I now did not care about anything else but being fucked like a whore. I told him again. He fucked me hard, slamming himself into me. I was so excited; I did not feel any pain. After a short while he said he was going to cum, so I told him to cum in my mouth. The idea of his cock in my ass, bareback. . gah.. seriously..” She looked down and asked “Do you have a boner right now? Is your nice little high school dick enjoying this?” She pushed my dick down with her pointer finger and watched it fling back into the air. She then pushed my forehead with the same pointer finger and I fell onto the couch. She commanded for me to take off my P.E. Shorts and I did as she said. She lifted up her robe and did a little strip tease for me. “Is this what you wanted to see?” She started stripping her.