We were told to get comfortable, and daddy said he would be right back. To Jesse, "get comfortable" predictably meant start trying to grope my tits a...d pull down my panties. Daddy had been gone mere moments before Jesse managed to get me pinned and strip me of my underwear. I fought him as best I could. You have to understand, to me Jesse was repugnant at best... Until his dick was inside me that is. Then he was still a repugnant, smelly, fat hick but his dick did feel good in my. ’ ‘Girl I know all that, I just can’t help how I feel. You know I meet and am exposed to beautiful girls all the time. None have done this to me. None. I’ll never tell her. I’ll just live with it.’ ‘Andy, I’m so sorry. I really am.’ A tear ran down her cheek. Andy looked up and grinned, ‘Speak of the Devil, did you get everything put away?’ ‘I sure did, what do you think?’ She wore jeans, tight jeans, and a cute sweater. He hair was in pigtails. Andy’s heart stopped. He stammered, ‘NNNice,. We believe the basic message that God is real, that he is love, and all that, but the doctrinal stipulations, what evangelicals like to call ‘fundamentals of the faith, ‘ have been rather difficult to defend or justify for some time now. I’ve always had trouble with the idea of a literal Hell myself, a place where someone could be so awful as a person that he or she could be thrown away onto a burning rubbish heap like trash.“What kind of Heavenly Father would throw away any of his children? No. For a signal of some kind that tells me she's ready." What kind of a signal are you waiting for exactly?" Something that tells me that she's as into me as much as I am into her. Maybe a touch or a glance, I'm not sure — but I think I'll know it when I see it."She got in when I had my eyes closed, so I don't know what she's wearing for sure; I assume it is a bikini of some sort.I saw her get up and walk towards me, stopping about halfway.After a minute I got up, walked to her, and dropped to my.