“This is the only time I let this slide.” We walked across the dining room to the cashier’s island in front of the door. Table fourteen was just...to our right and behind us. We could hear them well.“I can’t believe you took job Tiff.” Her mother was saying, “We can help you out with money and engineering isn’t something you can just half ass.”“But mom--” She was on the back foot.“OK, for the summer, this is probably good for you. You miss one assignment, you’re quitting,” The mom declared.I was. I was so shocked I started to panic but there nothing I could do he held his there for a few min then pulled out. He let me catch my breath then he started fucking my mouth again. After a few stroked in and out he plowed forward again pushing past my gag reflex and boom there it was again in my thought. He must have done this 20 times before it got easier to take. With a surprise he pulled out and to the other end of the table. He then ordered me to reach down and spread my ass cheeks apart.. He looked confused."Has anyone given you a blow job before?" I asked. "No", he said. "Never." "Would you like me to?" I asked him. I almost regretted the question the moment it left my lips. I felt so embarrassed the moment I'd asked the question, but I needn't have been. He responded by tugging at his shorts, trying to release his straining, erect penis. I realised with a pang that this would be my first ever blow job, and that I'd remember this moment for the rest of my life. I was. "Have you forgiven your parents? Josh asked Wanda after sipping some ice tea?No. What my parents did to me isn't forgivable. Gloria says she's all right with that.What Gloria thinks doesn't matter anymore.Why not?What matters is what you think, what you feel. That said, Gloria is a wonderful woman, caring, loving, and very, very wise. Personally, I'll listen carefully to any counsel she offers me, but in the end, I'm responsible for myself, so I must decide what's right and what's wrong for.