I am very proud of you.” He comes over and sits on the edge of the bed and gives me a gentle kiss.“Now let’s get you dressed and I’ll take you...home to shower. I’ve already had your car taken there. After your shower we have things to discuss.”“Discuss Sir? Have I disappointed you?”“No baby girl, quite the opposite. We will talk more at breakfast, after you shower.” He pulls me close and kisses my forehead, hands me my skirt and top. My mind running over what happened last night and racing as to. She ran into the door to comfort me because that's what best friends do for each other. They make sure each other up are okay especially with what I'm going through. I was just sitting next to her sobbing with my head against her chest. "Men are so cruel! They Don't Care About Us Girls. They just want what's between our legs!" I've never experienced anything like this before and I don't understand it. I've been such a good girl so why is God punishing me? God isn't doing anything sweetie. Don't. Cerie hurriedly pulled on her pants and made her way to her car. She writhed in her seat as she waited for the light to change. It wasn't a matter of wanting to get home, she needed to get home.Cerie bumped her front door closed with her hip, sprinted upstairs, and into the guest bedroom. She plugged her phone into her computer. Her thumbs caught the waistband of her pants and slid them down her legs. A slide show of pictures moved across the large screen. Her right hand found its place between. She smiled at the cashier and showedoff rows of dazzling white teeth.Her luscious, shiny black hair was in an attractive short cutand her full lips were deep, deep red. I can't say she had themost beautiful face I'd ever seen, but it was more than goodenough to go with the rest of the package.She finished her conversation with the cashier and walked downthe stairs to the basement booths. I immediately stuck a $10 billin one of the many change machines available and got a couple of$5 tokens. I.