I lost my virginity, I was on pace to set the county passing yardage record and if anybody remembered that a third-grade girl got the better of me one...day during the summer, they kept it to themselves.Fall was coming to an end, and one Saturday me and some of the guys were going down to a new park that just opened that had a football gridiron painted on the grass. It was pretty boss. We broke into a game of two hand touch, seven of us on each side, but we were all starters on the football team,. 'Fucking hell look at it, just like my bleeding daughters twat, how fucking old are you?'Now here was a man admitting to looking at his daughters cunt, clearly mine was going to be special treat to him, he would be inside me while his head would be fucking her.One knelt at my feet, the other two either side of me, 'Play with your twat, cum for us', they chorused each adding their own expletives, taking control of a teen girls sexual enjoyment, clearly appealed to them, and as I started where I. Cassie reached for me and I took her in my arms. She put her arms around my neck, kissed my cheek and whispered "Thank you, Uncle Jim. I feel much better now."I suggested to Susan that we lay Cassie down in one of the spare bedrooms and let her take a nap for a while. Susan agreed, so I carried Cassie down the hallway and into what had been my daughter's room when she was growing up. I laid her on the canopy bed and covered her with a light blanket. The first impression of my daughter's bedroom. You’re acting all sorts of weird.”“Cool. I’ll hit you up later.” Ken opened the bedroom door, did a quick check of the halls, and bounded down the stairs and back to his own house.Chapter VIIIKen rushed upstairs to his room and shut the door. He was mortified by what happened in front of Mrs. Thomas. A sense of utter despair washed over him—how would he ever face her again? She probably thought that he is some sort of sexual deviant; or worse, his dangling appendage had revealed him a freak. He.