Damn, that pressure gonna kill me!Rebecca brought her laptop and put it on the coffee table, then sat down on the couch next to me. When I bent down t... the laptop, I kind of accidentally ran my hand over her knee. She definitely hadn't expected this, I saw how she flinched. I honestly have no idea why I did it. Apparently, by that time, my cock took full control of what was happening.Aunt Rebecca got up from the couch:“You know, I'll still go and make us some tea.”Apparently, she decided to. She knew she could make it there and back again if she got going straight away and went by herself so there could be no distractions. She also knew that there was just absolutely no way that she was getting up in front of this huge crowd to make her speech without those notes. Being impromptu with a class of sixth graders was not the same as being impromptu before 10,000 people - no matter how sympathetic that crowd was towards you.With all this stuff buzzing around in Vanessa’s head she raced. " Ah, then I assume I'll meet you later at your hotel. I get off at 7. I'll see you then. It was also nice meeting you, Cate. Say hello to everyone else I didn't meet for me, will you," and she headed off, just as Alex observed someone in a hospital uniform hurrying toward them. Liv met them partway and they turned and headed back into the hospital."Wow, that was both fast and fascinating," Cate said. "She picked up on everything you said right off the bat." She's a surgeon. You've got to be a. I'm not sure exactly when, but I'm pretty sure she lost her virginity before her thirteenth birthday." She was TWELVE?" I think so. And I am pretty sure that none of her sexual encounters were entirely voluntary. I don't know where the line between coercion and rape is-especially with a twelve or thirteen year old-but the scum she had for boyfriends back then were certainly skirting that line, if not crossing it. Especially considering that I'm pretty sure that all of them, not just the last.