Brown nipples, swollen from over a year of frequent stimulation, grew erect – over an inch long, and thick as her index finger. Her body, toned with...work and regular exercise, would never be slim, but it was in the best condition she could get it. Finally, she looked down at her left hand, her wonder at the small diamond engagement ring and narrow wedding ring undiminished after a month. She tore her attention from them and turned to check on the cottage pie cooking in the little oven.She heard. " Prison?" I asked. "What for?" I shot and killed a man," he said. "Involuntary manslaughter was the charge. But the motherfucker deserved it."Holy crap, I thought. I never knew Daddy had been in prison, let alone that he had murdered someone. Come to think of it, in the entire time I knew Daddy, that was the first time in my life I had ever heard him cuss."Your mama ran off just after I was sentenced. She took you to Vegas right after I got out."Daddy got up and walked over to his liquor. Then I am fucked mercilessly until I beg again, this time to be fucked in the ass. And I am obliged. In my fantasies, I am never turned down. Would you turn me down if I begged you to fuck me anyway that you'd like?These thoughts go through my head as I lay quietly under my blanket. By now, I have let my hand wander down into my shorts and I have two fingers resting on either side of my clit. As my fantasy takes more shape, those fingers start to move. I'm still motionless on my bed and, for. Twice I’ve had pre-adolescence boys come up to me when I’m sitting on my towel and ask me if they can touch them. They may have been too young to realize what it does to a girl when a boy touches her spigots, even an eight year old boy. One of these times was last year when I was sixteen, and there was a young man sitting next to me, a cute boy, about a year older than me. I was really interested in him and was glad he’d finally gotten the courage to come over and talk. I should have been.