My free hand falls innocently between herthighs and I feel the intersection of velvety soft skin and satinstocking tops. Even though Mommy squeezes my...hand between her legs, I ammortified to move my hand even an inch in fear of making her angry. Shereaches down to my waist, grabs the silky garment with both hands, andbegins to slowly pull it upward and over my head. The satin feelsexquisite sliding against my skin.With the sweetest little girl voice I have ever heard, mommy whispers inmy ear,. I'm not sure whether that would have been better or worse, just that I can see the other side of how I acted. I mean Lily and Katy have both been violated as well and seem to accept that as part of being female ... I don't think it should be that way but I've begun interviewing other women who've been forced. There aren't very many left on board the Dawn Princess but still they seem to have a sort of fatalistic approach to it. Rape happens. If the man doesn't kill you then you survive. If you. Then she was still snug, but now alert to the fact that it wasn't her own bed, that she had slept in with Stella Baker last night. She pressed her tits into the other woman's back, and her mound into the trimly delightful shapings of Stella's ass. Swift images of the previous night flashed through her mind, pictures of what she had done with both men, then the more vivid, truly ardent scene she had made with Stella.It had been something else, that intertwining, that soft seeking, that gentle. "My ther****t wanted to put me on medication."Three weeks later," Sylvia told me," I was sitting in Chemistry class, trying to work formula, and I had this thought..it came from way out there, and it surprised me. "I'm not mad at my mom anymore. She had sex with me, and she has sex with lots of people.she doesn't owe me any explanation.time for me to pull up my panties and move on. Wow,.it wasn't until six months after that that I connected it with what Tammy had told me that night.A month.