When a man shows me his thirst for the nasty and freaky, Im one who is apt to give in to that. Perhaps I should backtrack just a bit though. See, Ive...been a slut since the age of thirteen, well, I grew into a slut gradually starting at thirteen and it escalated every since. It began with my stepfather when my mother went to the east coast to see her parents and I was alone at the house with Dave, my stepfather. Dave was in his early 40s and having begun puberty only a little over a year prior,. Though your hair could use a touch up. Don't worry. Run over to Joellen's this afternoon and tell her to do her magic, and I'll pick you up at six. I think your green silk taffeta would be fine." She paused to appraise me. "Ask her to lighten your hair just a touch, and to do your nails. You're a lovely woman now, Andrea, and you have nothing to hide. Time to move on."I took that to mean she had to leave now, so the discussion was over, so I asked hastily, "Wait a minute. Are these... er.... "Sounds great" she said.At the lake house I lit a fire first thing.Lee spread several quilts and got pillows from one of the beds. I put some music in the player.It really was still to warm for a fire but I liked one so much.Lee and I took off our boots and laid down. She backed her but up tight and placed my hand on her breast.She said " Could you hold me please".We just looked at the fire for a bit and I dozed off.Lee woke me when she tried to sneak away from me and get up.I sat up and looked. ’ Maybe he could talk her into putting her hands on his face again. It had felt so good. ‘Come on, be a pal and help make me feel better.’ Michelle felt like slime. She had walked in here mad, pissed enough to tell him to go to hell and forget about working with her. Now her anger was almost gone, all that was left was disgust at herself and a tiny bud of annoyance that was disappearing too quickly to matter. ‘You talked to Sam about me.’ She said it matter-of-factly, as if it made no.