“Anyway, how are you feeling this morning?” I asked her. “Not sore, I hope?”“No, nothing like that at all,” she said. “Which is good, I ...now for some girls, the first time can cause some bleeding and some pain there. Somehow I thought I would feel different, in some way.”We talked for a little longer, and then she hung up, as she was going into the Mall shopping, and meeting Janelle and some others at the bus stop. I decided to call Garry, to let him know.“Mate, how’s it going?” he asked once. It was a grand time filled with quiet joy.I was happy for both of them but particularly for Dad. He needed someone beside him.Heather and Dad skipped supper to move her belongings into the bedroom with Dad's. Pat and I cooked supper for two and were heading to bed early ourselves. We could hear sounds coming from the bedroom. Pat grinned when she said, "I think Dad's good in the sack, too. Take me to bed, Mark." We had just finished washing and drying the dishes. We went to our bedroom and made. Hollinger could see the wetness pooling down her thighs. All the while, something worse than embarrassment flooded over Amy’s little body. It was desire, it was this burning desire to get fucked. She had never let a man so much as stick a hand down her pants, but she had burst her own cherry with her fingers long ago. She clasped Mr. Hollinger’s desk, brushed all the bottled water off of it onto the floor. Climbing up onto it, she faced him, resting on her arms which outstretched onto the oak. She scrunched her eyes tighterknowing she?d made a mistake.? ?I toldyou to be quiet. Was that quiet?? ??????????? He releasedher hair.? Stroking the back of her neck,he petted her until he sensed her relaxing into him once again.? It was a rush for him, this simple act ofpetting her and seeing how visibly it calmed her.? She is my pet he thought, feeling the swellin his heart and cock all at the same time.?He leaned down and kissed the top of her head and brought his fingers toher lips.? He.