Omg, i felt like a cheap slut, i was openly flirting with him! He returned the smile and looked appreciatively at my stunning legs. ''It's all right,y...u can ask me anything you wanna know,none of my clients were pretty and chatty like you recently.'' I went red,blushing.. I could notice he had a boner, a growing bulge in front of his pants..I dared to ask ''Pardon me but have you ever had anything sexual with your clients?'' Now he was laughing loudly ''Hell no, of course not! Like i said, i. "Grow up, sonny boy!" the brunette teased. "Fucking is fucking! You fuck a man. You fuck a girl. Some ways, a man is better. Other ways, you can't beat a girl. You learn to appreciate it all." Maybe I'm just old-fashioned," the boy protested. "I don't think I could ever get it hard for a man." Sure you could," the girl assured him. "You get yourself somewhere that no cunt is available, you'll learn to like cock. That's the way it is in prison. Lots of other places, too. You get a good man, a. First time ever. I’m not a goody two-shoes but ... well, there are rules you can break and ones you can’t in my family. I could probably gain an opium habit and it would be all right so long as I got straight A’s.”“So, skipping school is bad huh?”“Yeah. Reggie Moussay, he was a senior, asked me to. We went to the lake, he wanted to skinny-dip. I wanted to too but didn’t.”“Why not?”“I liked breaking the rules and Reggie was nice but I didn’t want him to think he was why I wanted to break the. I remember being very young snd interested. It was black and big!? I guess..I was about five. I can remember mimickin what images I had seen of he and my grandma. I remember sitting on my grandads lap and grinding on his knee. I heard my grandma say "thats enough". I remember it my cousin being the first to touch me. While I was sleeping. Feeling someone under my shirt. rubbing up and down on my budding nipples... I lay there and pretend Im asleep. he was scared. someone might catch him .