No one knows the fully story, just me, not even myhusband Tony. Not sharing with him means it hurts me more, but it's myhurt, my memories that I want,...no, NEED, to block if I am ever to forgetthat nightmare.I want the innocence back, I want my girlhood back, I had all that butit's gone, gone forever, taken by that monster.-o-0-o-No matter how much I push him, test his patience, turn him down or away helooks at me with love - a love that I had never known although there isalways hurt in his. I pulled off the Interstate and headed to my usual stopping point. We passed several motels and I could see that Bill was getting that disappointed look on his face."Don't worry," I said, "We're just heading to a place called the Pine Hill Grill for a bite to eat."We parked the truck and entered an old fashioned bar and grill. The decor hadn't changed in fifty years; but the beer was served ice cold and the burgers were the best around. We each had a burger and fries, I had a beer and Bill had. She felt his bulge begin to harden in his jeans going under where her hand was placed. She gently ran her hand over it and Jason caressed her wet cunt. He picked up his pace finger fucking her and Amy's breathing picked up as she started to feel a climax building. Amy bit on her top lip to stop too much noise releasing in the quiet area. She smiled gently at him and said, "I want to feel your mouth on my cunt." They quickly packed up their stuff and made their way to find a hotel. There was an. I am more than slightly annoyed that Maria is being such a bitch about things. Hell, Ivan is a great kid - so he pranked her, big fucking deal. I decide I am going to have a little talk with her so I ask, "Maria, can you and I talk?"She's finished looking at Jens' wound and simply replies, "Sure."I add, "In private."Maria gives me a dubious look but we walk away from Jens into a corner where she can't hear and I order, "Maria, you need to back off on your scorn of Ivan and cut him some.