" What happened?"I really didn't want to talk about it, I've never talked about it toanyone before. But it seemed safe and I'd already told her about,...well,my fetish. "We were seniors in High School, we'd had a project together.She had a reputation of, well, as loose. We were in my bedroom and I wastrying to explain to her how to do the work and she kept touching me and,well, finally just kissed me and pulled me down onto my bed." Go on, Kenny. You know I don't judge." Well, we kissed and stuff. There were various skirts and tops to choose from. Was trying to find something to really get the blood pumping. I found a lace negligee to wear as underwear, my favourite holdup stockings, and when I saw her school uniform there I knew what I had to do. I had long been jealous of the girls school uniform with the platted skirt and white sheen blouse with the cute bow tie. I knew I would look quite the slut in it with stockings showing under the skirt so the decision was made. I raided my. The hipsters slid down and a stunning teen bottom appeared covered in light downy, blonde hair. I could see Maya's hands manipulate what I assumed was his cock and her head leaned forward and the bobbing motion suggested she was sucking his dick."My, that's a beautiful piece of manhood Daniel. I can't wait to feel it inside me," she said. Maya stood up and took Daniel's hands placing them on her breasts. He rotated amateurishly as Maya leaned forward and kissed him. It was a long, hot kiss. My. Mom worked as a secretary for a prestigious law firm in the city, leaving for work early in the morning and returning exhausted in the evening with only enough energy left to scoff down her dinner and then fall asleep on the couch in front of the TV. This was one of the catalysts in the events that led up to her rape.Mom had to dress appropriately for her job; a strict dress code was enforced. As a legal secretary she was required to wear a suit or a skirt-blouse-blazer combination, heels and.