I was an innocent thirteen that first night - feeling like an unknown new world had opened before me. Perhaps it had.Nearly each night my grandmother ...ould leave her bed and her husband to enter our little private world, my room. That initial hand job was but an introduction to the lust-filled world that I lived.My young virginal and innocent ways would transform into a young man comfortable and familiar with a woman's body. Yes, even a woman the age of my grandmother.She was certainly no. You thrust upwards into me making me weak at the knees and I collapse onto your chest kissing you deeply with my hot boobs squashed against your skin. I turn onto my back and you are inside me immediately, filling me completely. I grab hold of the headboard behind me and lift my legs so I can tilt to get you deeper. You grunt in my ear and push yourself into me, releasing one hand from the headboard I scratch my nails down your back, making your groan. Grabbing me tightly you then flip me over. She was driving the van so that I could change myclothes which she brought in a shopping bag. I found one of Donna'sschool uniforms and everything else I would need to be Carol. It was notdifficult changing in the van but I did find something different, I founda training bra with the clothes.I mentioned it to mom who told me that Donna had been wearing one forjust about a month now so she thought I might want to start wearing onemyself. So, I put it on, it was slightly padded and when I put on. Finally, I saw our man coming from the distance, dressed exactlyas the previous weekend. He couldn't help but notice my sultry formleaning against a lamp post. My beautiful body just screamed "fuck me"as I stared at my manicured fingernails. After a couple minutes, hepoked me in the back and said, "Hey gorgeous. Wanna get it on?" Of course not. I'm under age, and I'm saving myself for the right man."The Rapist giggled and replied, "Well, I'm the man, sweetie." He brokeout in an annoying.