’ He held up a hand. ‘Please–just call me Michael. Is it all right if I call you Lissy? Your uncle told me so much about you.’ ‘Actually,’...Matt began, looking amused. ‘She doesn’t like being called–‘ ‘Lissy’s fine,’ Melissa interrupted hastily. ‘Would you like to come in? I can make some tea–though there isn’t any milk, I’m afraid. Actually, there isn’t any electricity either, but we can boil a saucepan on the stove.’ ‘No electricity?’ Michael appeared puzzled. ‘Well now, that’s strange.. We were all having fun. I can be a sexual being sometimes and at night it can get worse. I think it's just another coping mechanism my brain had come up with. If I thought about sex, I wouldn't have to think about life.I'm a very sexual person. It led to me watching gifs of cartoons having sex which escalated quickly to watching actual porn. During this time, my father had bookmarks to porn sites. He didn't know that I had found them until he caught me watching porn and masturbating. I was. “ Mum then pushed me towards him and said. “we’ll have a feel, she hasn't been touched yet and it would do her good to know what a man’s hands feel like” I stood motionless has he quickly ran his hands over my little erect nipples and down to my now wet little cunt, I let out a slight moan as his finger introduced itself to my moist clit and he took no time in inserting the tip of his finger into my now eager cunt hole. I looked at mum in amazement and she just winked at me as he fondled me in. “Witch,” she said. “It was the cheapest and easiest costume they had.”“Well, me and some of the girls from Linnell are going as Zombie Cheerleaders,” said the nameless girl. Like I really cared what she and her friends were going as.I looked at my watch, then at Imogen. “Lunch?” I asked.“Is it that time already?”“Near enough.” I glanced down the table at the girls still talking about their costumes for The Ball.“Oh, right.” I’ll say one thing for Imogen, she picked up on what I was thinking.