" I decided to take the bull by the horns and remind him that Iwas not as I seemed to be "yes, but remember I'm not" he put a finger onmy lips "Sssh, ...on't even say it, you are a beautiful girl Susanna - ok"he said to me, all I could do was nod.The taxi came and he again helped me on with my jacket, we got into theback of the cab and I snuggled into him, my hand on the inside of histhigh.When we stopped it was outside a TexMex restaurant that I've been wantingto go to for ages, I gave out a. Sometimes days would go by and ours would be the only vehicles on our roadway, except for the mailman and, once a week, the lawn crew and pool service.I got pretty used to walking around the front yard naked too, after Michele dared me to go get the mail naked one lazy Saturday morning. After that, I made the daily trip to the mailbox without a stitch of clothing on. Sometimes, just for fun and to shock Michele, I would sit on a long bench under the house's wraparound front porch as she drove. " Nothing!! It doesn't look like it's nothing." Don't worry about it. It's just a small cut. I dove into a base and there was a piece of sharp rock and it sliced the palm of my hand, that's all. The damn trainer put this humongous bandage on it. He put a few butterflies on it and wrapped it up. He said it didn't need stitches and would be O.K. in a few days. No big deal, it just looks bad with the bandage on it. Coach said that would keep the dirt out. It doesn't hurt much at all, so chill. I left my bag in one of the changing rooms, so I went back to get it… then… you know… they found me. Afterwards I wondered if I was lucky or unlucky it had been my 18th birthday the week before… I mean, they raped me, coerced me… but… it was good…” she drifted off into thought, and Robin had to try and hold back his arousal. She was wearing a schoolgirl skirt with a tight black vest and all he could think about was what it would be like to see her get fucked by those men. Even Robin wanted to.