The net effect was that I had several different girlfriends that year, although opportunities to be alone with them were extremely limited. I didn’t...have a car or a license (I was only fifteen) and you really can’t get too frisky in the back seat when Mom or Dad is driving you anywhere. Whatever mischief we could get into occurred at parties where we could sneak away, or bike rides around Loch Raven Reservoir, or maybe after school at her house, if she didn’t have family around.The first was. She was left to raise a son on her own. She would often scold him while punishing him. Jeff did not like to remember the various punishments she would use. They would definitely be considered abusive by current c***d rearing standards.Jeff had experienced sex with a few prostitutes and had enjoyed it. However, he did not like the fact that he had to pay these used women for their services. He wanted a fresh person and he wanted someone that he could completely dominate.Jeff did not think. I begin a rapid flickering of her clit, and her hips begin to move in the seat as she approaches her orgasm. She reaches up and puts her hands behind her neck on the back of the seat. She is totally exposed to anyone that would happen to come near us. I can’t believe we are doing this in a movie theater, no matter how empty it might be. She keeps her right hand on the seat and brings her left hand down to squeeze and pinch her left nipple. I move my finger faster. Suddenly, she slams her head. I had deliberated all the time I was clearing up in the bar about whether I should do as that bitch instructed me, regretfully deciding that I didn't have a fucking choice. Maybe I could persuade her to keep her mouth shut for once? Appeal to any semblance of decency she may have left in her nasty, vindictive mind. Deep down though, I knew I was fucked.I hesitated for a few seconds before eventually tapping lightly on the gold-painted metal door. Surprisingly it moved, swinging inward slightly.