`Ooooh gaaawwwd!' she screeched. `Like I said, scream all you want! Splatter the ceiling with noise pollution for all we care! – although I want you...to know we're full-service rapists, lowlife!' Joe rasped, climbing up to squat over and settle his nether parts on Linda's face while Aaron chortled, `Hell, you, yourself, are pollution, slut!' `That's right, you fuckin' dirty, filthy ass-wipe! Are you good enough to have your swine-snout raped by a manhole, pig? Who gives flying crap? TAKE IT,. They were less than enthusiastic, but my father seemed to agree that I should at least do these things while I was young. My mother reluctantly agreed. The next step was to break the news to my boss. Since I had been working there for about two years, with no significant time off, he too agreed. It was all set. History in the making, as we liked to think.On a warm Tuesday morning, just under a week after that fateful beer-fueled night, James pulled up in front of my house in his parent's '62. .. what's going on?" asked the Gaffer, "Who are you and how did you do that?"Wendy Too waffled and minced, "Er ... ah ... umm ... fuck ... TIM?!?" She both shouted and begged."Princess?" Tim, I fucked up," she pointed at the throng ... maybe more than a throng ... more than a gathering but less than a crowd."Popped in without checking?" Junior needed me ... you know how mothers are..." she trailed off."Mothers ... I understand." 'Mothers' was an expletive... 'I understand.' was in a resigned. All the fragrances and flavors, the softness of her lippy vagina, the sweet musk of her butt hole, the jerkiness of her responses when I touch her, it was like a symphony of sensory stimuli that hit me like heroin. I had to have it.One night she walked in on me masturbating in the bathtub. We had a sweet talk about sex and our bodies and she shared about her past experiences with women, after which I shared my curiosity about being with a girl. In a few minutes, her fingers were inside me,.