I described a couple of pairs of shoes I wanted to bring to make it easier to match the outfits.I didn't tell her how much I enjoyed it. I still wasn'... sure about how I felt about her playing with me. Whether it was intentional or not she did something to me. However, the curious kitten in me wanted satisfaction one way or another.We set another appointment for Friday afternoon. I'd be her last visitor of the day, so we'd have the afternoon to chit chat and not be rushed trying on lingerie. I. Curfew. Farm work came first, and then taking care of her siblings. What had happened with Aunt Lucy and Uncle Dean had been a wild side trip into a realm that was only scratching the surface, in terms of real exploration or understanding of her own body. Their insistence that she keep losing her virginity a secret, and that losing it didn’t mean she should go out and have sex with boys, did more to make her think sex was ‘wrong’ or ‘dirty’ than anything her parents did. And, because Aunt Lucy. She travels so much and is never home so it’s really possible that she's a cheater herself. Maybe that’s why my stepfather has sex with me. Maybe he knows something that he isn’t sharing with me. Maybe he’s lonely because my mother is out of town so much. That is what I tell myself. Maybe he's just a horny man who loves to fuck his stepdaughter with benefits. Who knows, but I’m glad he's fucking me that’s for sure. “Wanda, come into the bedroom and look at your next present.” “I'm coming,. I understood that, I knew she wasn’t a virgin. I knew a couple guys who’d had her before me. Hell, the first time I met her was at a party, she was a little high, and I took advantage of her.Actually she’d been a lot high at our first meeting, I’d been high too, but I liked her and started asking her out. She was pretty suspicious at first. She more or less half remembered we’d done something, and thanks to her suspicions and her girlfriends it had been several weeks before she agreed to go out.