"No darling" she breathed into my mouth, "We shouldn't, it's wrong" What's wrong about it mum?" I asked as I stroked the flesh of her thigh just above...the top of her stocking,She didn't pull away though, not even when I moved my hand round onto her bottom, she kissed me again as I stroked her curves and followed the tiny strip of nylon down into the valley between her legs,"If you didn't want to do it mum" I whispered, "You wouldn't be wet" I'm not wet" You're fucking soaking mum" It's because. She looked around, as though she didn’t want to be seen getting into a car with a guy who wasn’t covered in tattoos and piercings, and slipped into the seat. She smelled like cigarettes and beer. I thought about the pathetic vehicles that had been parked at the motel. I wondered if one of them belonged to her boyfriend. ‘Coming from the motel? It’s a long walk back to town,’ I said, thinking my guess was probably right. It was. ‘My asshole boyfriend wanted a threesome. Fuck that, man.’ ‘Well,. He stared at me. Tremblingly, I raised my hand to my chest. I knew what he wanted me to do.I unbuttoned the top button. He smiled. I undid the second, and he smiled more broadly. I unbuttoned the third and the fourth, and then all of them. I looked down and saw my breasts swelling out from under the bra I was wearing. I could feel my nipples pushing against the fabric. I was disgusted with myself. I couldn't believe my body was responding to this new humiliation."Keep going, Kimberly," he said. Lizzies dad left before she was born and all her life she was looking for a father like her friends. When she was old enough to fuck, she fucked any older man who was game. She started wagging school at f******n. She would sneak over the back fence into the cemetery change out of her uniform into civie clothes and meet her friend the grave digger, Charlie.Charlie was in his late thirties, married young separated from his wife & c***dren. Charlie’s c***dren 4 in all 7, 9, 11 & 15yrs. Due to.