Robert was a good man. He was a self-employed computer software consultant and provided quite well for his family. He also loved his wife and children...very much. Cathy was a Registered Nurse and worked for a doctor in his private practice."Hi." Janice said as she knocked on the front door and opened it, announcing her arrival."We're in here." Cathy's voice said coming from the dinning room."How was your trip, Mom?" Robert asked as she entered the room."We had a great time. It's good to be home. I know you will, and I want you to be my first."I could only sigh as I kissed her forehead. We were past the point of no return, but I had to ask, one last time. "Are you sure, Christie? You are still a minor, under the law. You know what that means, right?"Christie looked up at me with her big, deep brown eyes. "Yeah. I'm jailbait to you. No matter what I want, you could go to prison if anyone found out. I know it's dangerous for you, but I don't want to wait another year. Whatever happens. By August I was getting around okay, my hair had grown out to a respectable length, and we once again enjoyed sex. We started a little before that, but you know what I mean.My stomach turned into a special place for both of us. For me, it was a tight knot that protected my womb; the muscles were always firm to the touch. For Rick, it was a shrine on which to worship. We'd be in bed and he'd lay his head on my thighs, gazing at my belly. He'd touch gently, stroking the skin in circles, softly. Her mouth was warm and welcoming, her tongue velvety smooth and she tasted of honey.But there was nothing unnatural about the embrace, and Ezhil didn’t feel awkward or uncomfortable. It was a hungry, curious kiss that betrayed a tenderness usually only shared by old lovers. Ratti’s hands ran all over her body, touching and caressing her in places she didn’t realise she wanted her to and as she inhaled her familiar Fa perfume, it made her head spin.“Get this off,” Ratti said impatiently, tugging.