My daughter is twelve, almost thirteen, and we are overdue for the bat mitzvah. For you who might not know, for a Jewish girl, twelve is the year of h...r entry into womanhood.Yes, this has been the year, physically, too, for our Rachel. She got her period a few months before, something that I find rather like a validation of the concept.The whole thing boils down to a night at the synagogue, a time for family, that’s us, our Jewish community, and FRIENDS, for us to gather together on a Saturday. I watched Derrick wondering why he would do such a thing and saw his face light up, yet his mouth remained somber. He said nothing. “Derrick,” Mr. Price continued and I noticed he had a strap in his hand, it was evil looking. He was holding it flaccid against his thigh, “tell me the truth.” “Yes sir,” was his only reply. “Why Derrick?” “I don’t know sir, it just seemed like fun.” Mr. Price was very quiet. His face betrayed nothing. I wasn’t sure if he was going to lose it, but was afraid. I couldn't believe how good this felt. This is the second fucking I'vehad today, I thought. As we both creamed in climax, I fell off of him,and he fell asleep almost immediately. Laying there, I could feel theheat again, quietly taking over my legs and hips. My ass surgedforward in growth. I bit my lip to keep from moaning. God, I bet Ilooked amazing.Getting up, I got dressed. My jeans were skin-tight now and my titswere nearly popping out of my top. I looked at my sleeping fucker onemore time. The FBI put out a statement that minimized what happened, but there had been too many people involved. Local PD had been giving a description and a warning about a gas attack, local fire and rescue had helped evacuate buildings and were made aware of the presence of poisonous gas. Officials from the public works department had to be told there was a hazardous leak, and to shut down all water coming out of that processing station, just in case.Enough of those people were willing to talk, and it.