It seems that when she was just turned nine, her father raped her. When she protested, and cried, he beat her, fairly brutally, while his cock was pen...trating her. This became the pattern. She'd get beaten, then raped... or both, simultaneously.She'd gone to her mother. Still very young, she didn't know what to do-and wasn't experienced enough to know that her mother's response was not typical. Her mother raped her too... and demanded sex from her daughter frequently thereafter.When her mother. " I'm not skating." Fuck you, you're not skating." She went to his bed and ripped the covers off. "UP!" She went over to his closet, and dug out his skates. "Where are your practice outfits?" Dammit, Sophia, I am not ready to go back on the ice!" The doctor said you could go back on the ice two weeks ago." He was still lying on the bed. "I thought I told you to get up. Come on, Warren, MOVE IT! Worlds are a month away, for Chrissakes. Time's a-wasting." I don't want to go to Worlds anyway.". I lifted my head and looked straight to the door. I was looking straight over my cock and saw Ashley standing there in doorway. All I could tell was that she called to her sister in the other room. As Jen got to the doorway and saw what she was staring at, my cock, she loudly screamed her name covering her face. Both definitely had a nice long look at my nakedness and the girth of my cock. Jen then had to step in to the room to grab the door knob, looking at my cock the whole time, gently. "Sit!" Yes, ma'am," I said. I backed up against a tree trunk and eased down. She turned away from me, sat, and leaned back into my arms."Perfect!" she said. "Stoney, I'm getting terribly fond of you, you know." I have the same issue," I said. "What do we do about it? Are you scared? Uncomfortable? Uneasy?" Nope, nope and no," she said. "It's just uncharted territory. And I'm quite happy to be here." She languished back, wiggling to encourage me to hold her tightly. "What do we do? We keep doing.