Homework was light. Those were the days. Then Maryann Simpson kissed me under the mistletoe at the Christmas party, and nothing's been the same since....irst there was Tami. I loved Tami. At least I was pretty sure I did. One thing I'd figured out from all my reading was that even grown-ups were confused at just what love is. So how the hell was I supposed to know?Then Tami brings me a girl and tells me to 'do something about it.' That wasn't normal, was it? And Kelly was a fifth grader, too.. " Huh, yeah. Amazing how much shit started happening after people come here. You just got lucky it wasn't more than that." How can I be sure it wasn't?" Jason said. "I have no idea how long my father's been like this. Maybe it went back as far as when we moved." Yeah, but did he fuck with you? Did he totally screw up your life?" No," Jason said in a small voice."So be freaking grateful for that."Jason said nothing and resumed staring straight ahead.Richie rolled his eyes. "You still hung up. I remember that Van was all over Pat, mauling her tits, biting her nipples, and running her hands all over her body. The kisses were long and deep.Then, I think to all of our surprise, Pat pushed Van down on the bed and started eating her pussy. After watching this for a few minutes, I figured it was time to join the party, so I moved up onto the bed by Van’s head and dropped my dick into her mouth. Ahhhhhhh, those lips, that tongue. This c***d knew how to suck dick.In retro-speck, she and Pat. She could move her legs and lower body freely, allowing some measure of comfort, even though her butt was right at the end of the table so her legs were once agsin unsupported. Not being able to see her nakedness was both relaxing and terrifying, but at least nobody was touching her at the moment. Rather than panic, she took this as a time to think. Something flickered above her, and she jerked in surprise as six digital screens came to life, all pointed down so she could see them clearly. The.