"Yeah," I replied."Well let me tell you about some of my earliest experiences and fantasises," she sighed.Her weight shifted slightly as she opened he... thighs and her hand went between them."I've got a brother who's three years older than me and when you're an teenager being that close to an adult male was very hard. I use to lay on my bed and squeeze my budding tits and rub myself silly."I noticed the elbow slowly working as she started to rub herself now."Cause at the time with almost zero. The doctor who came spoke almost no English and apparently was the only or at least one of few available that day.He took off his shoes and with socks one he took hold of my wrist, inserted his foot in my arm pit and started pulling. He pulled and pulled some more for quite some time before he stopped to check the positioning of my shoulder in the socket. Never mind I also had a broken collar bone, he complained in his native tongue apparently about how hard it was to reduce and he pulled some. Carol told me that in High School, another girl asked her to keep Carol’s mother away from her father because it was causing a divorce. I read about women that had been molested. Some women become sexualized and follow the pattern for the rest of their life. That is Carol. She has serious needs. I was happy to fulfill them, but after the first year I noticed some changes. Like unexplained absences. And guys’ giving me funny looks at social functions. Or worse, laughing. Carol denied. ”Agnes fielded this ball. “Yes, Ma’am. At least, I did. The bed was comfortable and the house is warm emotionally.”Fortunately, Mother didn’t ask any further questions. I didn’t want to lie but didn’t want to answer either. I think Agnes felt the same. She did give me a small smile.We helped with breakfast and Agnes asked many questions. It was as though she wasn’t a good cook. I had watched her with her mother and knew better. It was then I noticed that the questions were more on my likes and.