I lost my cherry at fifteen to a MAN, I didn’t get raped, it was my high school principal, and I’m still not traumatized by it. Sure, I’m gay, s... I didn’t enjoy it that much, but I got the suspension stopped and I got back on the volleyball team. He wasn’t bad at eating pussy and he rimmed my ass pretty well at least. But I wasn’t a victim, that’s my point,” Melinda snorted her disdain for the statutory rape laws.“Well, I can’t say that I blame him for wanting to lick your culo! You’ve got a. His eyes twinkled deviously before he gently laid me down on the counter top. He laid out butterfly kisses down my chest to my hard nipples, sucking them. I suppressed a moan until his fingers hooked on to my underwear. With a huge jerk, he ripped them off of me and my arousal became clear. I sat up and grabbed the waistband of his shorts to free his cock, but he pushed me down back onto the counter top. His hands brushed up against the inside of my thighs before dipping a blunt finger into my. " She took a look at the floor. "Damn it! Those were school clothes."Dad was already at the table eating. I had a seat and Mom put a pork chop, scalloped potatoes, and stewed tomatoes in from of me. As I ate, I again told the story in full detail, leaving out only Ursus and the magic parts. Everyone was at the table listening. Dad told what he saw, and then Mary."What in hell do the cops think they're doing?" said Mom. "You were clearly defending yourself." They didn't believe my story." It. "Has Emily told you about her Dad, Tom? He was my world, alongside Emily! Look...here he is!"She opened up the photo album and started to show me photos of all of them. I don't know why, but it was really nice - pictures of Emily at school and at Christmas when she was younger, family holidays, they were happy photos of happy people. We sat there laughing for probably thirty minutes. It was strange, but the simple photo album seemed to break the ice between all of us. I didn't notice, but Emily.