Twenty minutes later I was dressed standing in the hall way I called to Daryl to come on as he was already later for school. We drove in silent medita...ion all the way to school. When I pulled up he turned back and reached up to pat my cheek and I smiled.Once I got to the shop I put out the closed sign and retired to my office. I cried, I got mad and then I though it was all Don’s fault after all he got me started on this road of sex. Daryl was just eighteen and every inch a man. I had accepted. “Take off your shirt.”Already? Even though she’d been looking forward to this, she wasn’t really feeling very sexy yet. It was too early in the morning for one thing. Besides, they were too close to the road; anyone driving or, God forbid, walking past would be able to see them. She folded her arms across her chest and said “No!” Not knowing whether she really meant it or not.Which turned out to be beside the point as ‘Mr. Bad Man’ immediately grabbed her head in both hands and pulled it. "THE FUCK? MEN DON'T HAVE SLUMBER PARTIES," came his response. "No no, da-" FINE JUST GO!"There was no point in explaining anything to my father, he was just to narrow minded. I went up stairs to clean up and pack my things.A half hour later I was riding my bike to Hannah's. She only lived about a mile from my place, and before long I arrived. Hannah's father was a lawyer, and could afford a very large house for his family, one I was impressed by every time I saw it. Today however, something. Then, suddenly, he moved inside me, slowly and I felt every inch of him fill me completely. It was so painful; it felt as though he was stretching me as he tore through my innocence. Trying ever so hard to be still and quiet, he rocked his hips into me and then back out again, repeating this again and again, slowly, but gaining speed. I swear I could feel him reaching right inside me and messing with my stomach, because I was going to be sick, but I held it back as best I could. Pain was.