I nodded, “I will go with you,” I said. He helped me lock up my car and walked me over to his bike. He handed me the spare helmet, helped do...it up and then got on the bike. He took my hand, helping me on the bike. I climbed on; with my short skirt and the fact I had no panties my pussy was up against the leather of the seat. He started the bike and we pulled out on the highway. I had put my hands on his waist as we had started moving and he took first on hand, then the other. She encouraged my to protect my virginity until my wedding night. She told me I’d have urges and explained self-gratification; masturbation if you will.I went to my room and she went down stairs. I heard dished shattering and she swore. Loudly and clearly she swore. Not at all like my mother, we didn’t use foul language in our home. It simply wasn’t accepted.Daddy tromped down the staircase. I heard him, he could be loud when he was angry, shout, “Mildred, the dishes can be replaced but. "We watch as Cindy's mom takes a large box from the bottom of the closetand empties it on the pink bedspread. "Oh yes these clothes will fit hermuch better." I turn and she puts a dress up against me to check forsizing."Yes everything in this box should fit you perfectly sweetie." Cindy'smom puts the dress back in the pile. "Now get undressed and when she ischanged we will get her clothes in the wash."Cindy and her Karen smile at me. "You can get naked in front of us likeall girls do but since. I realized that my leaky warm peach was soaking into the small bit of fabric that struggled to contain it. It made me feel naughty, as i looked toward the only light coming from the shop, a metal door, hanging open on its hinges…an obvious invitation. I had told him earlier that I’d txt when i was there but i thought i’d seize the upper hand a bit and just show up unannounced. I walked through the side door and made my way to Jim’s office. He was there, as i assumed he’d be. He was taken.