So that’s me.When Dad asked me how I could afford the new BMW convertible, I told him my income. He whistled and asked how a girl two years out of c...llege made that much. I just pointed to my head and my body. He almost asked another question but stopped. We never spoke of it again.My boyfriend, yes I have one, knows exactly what I do and accepts me for who and what I am. That is precisely why he is my boyfriend. It’s not for sex per se, because I have other cocks in me, on average, twice a. I was at Liz’s like normal, she greeted me with her hug which I’ve gotten used to, and she took me into the kitchen to give me some chocolate chip cookies. I noticed the cookies tasted a bit differently then usual, but I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to hurt her feelings, so I kept eating them.Everything was fine, but after I ate a couple of cookies I started to feel a bit sleepy, and I started to sway in my chair and stumble in what I was saying to her. Then, I think it was just a. My mom asked me will you eat something, I said no, I am not hungry. Then, I went to my room changed dress and started studying.After the supper instead of watching T.V, I went to my room to sleep. I was still thinking about her. Before sleeping, I again masturbated thinking of her on the bed. After I came, I thought what the fuck, I was doing masturbating thinking about a girl. In mixed thoughts, I was becoming sleepy and slept after checking that the alarm was set.Next day, we continued our. "You did." I take it by the efforts you took to cover your waist you aren't fullyclothed?"Mark nodded again."I've seen panties, obviously," Aunt Tracy continued.Mark swallowed and tried to pull the blanket closer but his spandexcovered arms slipped uselessly across the material. "It's uh..." Surely nothing I haven't seen before?"Mark looked up at that but did not respond.The look sparked something inside his Aunt. "Shit, what did she do toyou?" Without warning she ripped the blanket.