We were quiet for most of the ride home. We had a lot to talk about but I was content to save that for another day. My thoughts turned to all the expe...iences I'd had ever since that fateful night at Lisa's and Tracy's party. I'd had so many different kinds of sex. I'd been used as a sex toy by teenage boys and girls. I'd approached strangers and given blow jobs and been fucked by a disgusting man in the back of a liquor store and then been disappointed at the size of his cock.I'd had loving sex. "Is that for me?" Oh yes, for as long as you want it," I replied as we kissed and I ran my soapy hands down her gorgeous body, cupping her pert breasts and slipping my fingers onto her shaven pussy."Oh!" she gasped as a wave of pleasure rolled over her from the gentle probing of my fingers on her clitoris.Grabbing a small bottle of baby oil we kept on a shelf for these occasions Paula coated my cock with it then turned to face the wall, the hot water streaming down her body, and guided my cock. "You used to sit in the corner of your father's office, naked, and play with your dolls while your daddy jerked off and watched his wife getting gang fucked by every man and boy in the building. Millie felt like her head was exploding as memories that she had thought were only her own disturbed fantasies crashed down on her consciousness. Suddenly, amongst the flood of unwanted memories, Millie saw herself at the age of five or six sitting naked in her 'Uncle's' lap, holding his hard cock with. You were picked up at 2:30am for loitering,” he explained. I was barely listening. “I don’t believe in curfews.” I stated. “When was the last time you had a bath, Tranquility?” “I don’t know, a day, a week. I don’t measure time like you do,” I said. “Well, you’re being detained until you give us more information. We can’t reach your parents until we know who you are first. The sooner you talk, the sooner we can release you to them. Do you understand?” “Understand is a subjective word,.