With her brows knitted, she looked puzzled. "But what's the problem? I don't understand." Then feigning understanding she exclaimed, "Of course! You'v... probably never met a woman who delivered at the age of nine! That's it, isn't it?"Then she extended her hand and said, "Hello, Dr. Caulkins. I'm Kelly Fitzpatrick, Caitlin's mother. I guess our little imp said it all: You did what she ordered you to do, and for that we're very grateful." Turning to Andy, she said, "And this is my mother, Andy. He took those three steps back toward the lockers and looked back at me to see me still on me knees. He looked back towards the lockers, took one more step, and I shouted, "Wait! Come back!" He said, "Thats not good enough."This is my first story. Any comments would be greatly appreciated."I'm going to tell you about the time I went to the gym and I havent been the same since.It was a Thursday back in Februrary. It was a cold day out so I put on my gym shorts and threw my jeans on over them.. The hands then started at her ribcage again and slid down every curve of her body to her feet, snagging her panties as they passed and dropping them around her feet like black silk shackles. A chill of excitement shivered through her body as she hung there naked with her clothes pulled down around her ankles, her nipples getting hard as she listened to the sounds of the men masturbating. She was of two minds. Part of her was reluctant: apprehensive at thoughts of vague, far-off. WRONG. Right?I flopped down into my only cozy chair in my small apartment. I took of my jacket and laid it on the table, and flipped on the TV. I could just forget about it….I’m not a prune, and don’t think the worst of me, but I’m still a virgin at twenty-five. I was an only child to some very reputable parents. They were members of the country club, and rotary, and did everything the ‘proper’ way. I went to dances and politely kissed boys the way Mother had shown me at the end of the.