We sit at tables for two with candles and crystal. A harpsichord — at least that’s what I think it’s called — played in the corner, butnow eve...yone is gone except for us girls, our daddies.Daddy let me drink wine, even though I’m not nearly old enough. On one level, I feel warm and relaxed. But I can also hear my heart pounding like a bigbass drum.You see, this will be my first time. I’m a virgin. Sure, I know about sex. I’ve even kissed and pettedon my dates. It is so exciting when the boys. I felt my face flush. I was trying to find words as he said, “Do you want to touch it?”I looked up at him, but I couldn’t say anything from the shock and alcohol.“Touch it.”I just stood frozen as he repeated, this time more sternly, “I said touch it Jenny.”And with that my thoughts and my body separated, because my mind was screaming, You are married, this is your son’s friend, this is not appropriate, but my hand had a mind of its own. I reached forward and took the huge cock in my hand.. It took me 15 minutes to find and get into the8 lockers I would choose to look like and get enough clothing to cover mybody. I stuffed everything in and left. I finally got home and wentupstairs and put the bag under my bed. I had what I needed, now it wasabout figuring out which direction I would go.It was Wednesday evening. Friday night would be the night I would try andshoot for. It was usually the popular crowd made their way up to thepoint and usually fucked the night away. The problem was. .." George said slowly before being interrupted by MissCleomili."That's a curse. You'll never find love with a man again." Oh, no. Whatever shall I do now that no man will ever place anythinginside of me? What will become of me?", George said in mock horror whileclutching at his heart."Curses are not to be taken lightly!"George countered by saying, "You said, I'll never find love with a managain. I never found love once with a man before so..." I knew that it was just...." You don't know.