Some... some men... sneaked into my room. I didn't know them. They held me down."Hemmings looked horrified. "You mean, you were raped?"Desirée ...esitated, then nodded. "I tried to resist at first, but then... but then... I liked... I liked it. It felt good." Her eyes turned up to meet his and she found them gentle and caring."Was that the first time, Desirée?" he asked quietly.She shook her head slowly. "No, I've done it before. Mark and I are in love."Hemmings knew he should let. I disconnected my mouth just long enough to let her down. I quickly got beside her and latched like a newborn to the other breast, again causing a moan from her. I moved to her mouth, and we kissed with a tremendous amount of pressure and passion. When we finally stopped, she said, “Lynn must have been a really good kisser.”We called first, and we were welcomed home to roast and mashed potatoes, another of Mom’s great dinners.Our mother has a knack for cooking meals. Starting in first grade,. She was a proper lady. She didn't spend time thinking about whether she was "fuckable" or not. This was all deeply embarrassing. And yet the thought of being curvy and vibrant and even a little stupid was turning her on. She'd never say it like that (Ladies did not talk about being 'turned on'), but just thinking about it filled her with a heat she'd long thought to have given up on.Kyle laughed. "It's okay. You can say it." He said, "You want to be a hot, sexy bimbo. Don't be ashamed of it.". Coming back out into the room, I took her hand, kissed her gently on the mouth and began undressing her. I worked slowly, kissing her on the lips between each button, snap and hook. When she was naked, I stepped back into the bathroom and turned off the water and then returned to her. Taking her hand, I walked her into the bathroom and steadied her as she climbed in to the hot water. It took her a few moments to get accustomed to the heat of the water, but when she did, she leaned back and just.