Fortunately John was there to fuck me every morning and every night.When school finished the summer heat started. Our little house had no air conditio...er, so I spent most of my time totally naked in the back yard. Every so often I would climb into the pool to cool off. Then I would climb out and lie in a recliner, without drying myself, and read one of the books that John had recommended. John took a summer job to augment the allowance that our families were giving us. When he arrived home each. You know. (A shrug.) At any rate, this morning they all put on the finishing touches and pushed me out the door.But before I could get a chance to say hi to you, Bill Thornegate started talking to me, and I didn't know how to end the conversation without seeming rude. Then, after class, James Briggs started talking to me before I could walk over to you. It infuriated me. I couldn't believe it when I saw you walking away! I called after you, but I guess you didn't hear me.("No, I'm sorry. I. She told me that Laurie was out on the porch where the men had left her. I sat Kimberly down on the couch and went to the front door. There was my fifteen-year-old daughter Laurie sitting against the railing facing me. One of her breasts was out of her bikini top and she looked completely wasted. I took a moment to admire her. At fifteen she had developed into quite a pretty young woman. Her figure had matured from the baby fat into womanly curves. Her breasts were well on their way to becoming. They all ran upstairs thinking something awful had happened, and went into the open bedroom door, and saw Melissa covered in semen and crying hysterically.Of course both Linda and Ethel thought that Melissa was making too much of what really hadn't been that big an event, but the girl seemed to be inconsolable, running to her mother and hugging her, while all Linda could think was, 'why didn't she wipe herself first?' But Linda did the motherly thing, and held her sticky daughter close and.