You could feel me give in as my body responded to your caresses and your hard cock pushed against my bottom.You slid your free hand under my skirt and...slid my panties down, and then your fingers stroked my dampening folds. I shivered! You nipped at my shoulder, smiled, and encouraged me to spread my legs so you could play. You continued to arouse me until I was dripping wet, and then you undid your pants and slid into me from behind. You took me quickly with hard deep thrusts making me cum way. Dehydrated a dirty diaper and covered in her mother’s blood. But alive. Naomi did not remember that night. Just starting kindergarten at five and wondering why all the other children had these things called mothers. Her dad had explained that her mother had gone to heaven and left it at that. She was thirteen and they had gone to a family reunion in South Carolina before she learned the truth. She had gone to take an empty platter into the kitchen, fill it up and bring it back to the buffet. It’s kind of an attitude I’ve adopted, the patient desire to make the world a better place by opening myself up a little, even if it means sharing things that I certainly shouldn’t. Not because I have to, not because it’s the right thing to do, but just because it makes me feel like I’m helping the next girl who has to explain why her body isn’t right.Because she might not be as strong.Because I wasn’t always.And most, because most of the people I’ve met have surprised me by being better than I. "The union guys were huddled with the attorney, while the arbitration judge was grinning. They tried to present a few reasons why we couldn't put the man on report, but ended up having to agree the man was scheduled to be present, just as he had been scheduled to be at work the day the arbitration was for.I asked the chief and assistant, "Is it difficult finding personnel to fill these positions?"The chief said, "Not at all. We have at least two dozen people waiting for call up. They are people.