She was too stunned to speak."She's still a stuck up bitch, Johnny," a friend said."Yeah but she's warming up. She was rubbing her cunt against me."It...was him that rubbed against her but she didn't argue."I need to go home," she said breathily."But we're just starting to have a good time." Please." My buddies and I need to prove to you that we're your type." I believe you," she quickly said."I don't think you do. Your turn, Brett."Rachel turned her head away as Brett approached but he grabbed. Friday night was my final working shift and after six hours sleep I was ready for anything. I waited till we,d eaten our evening meal and watched the Saturday television before getting out my purchases to show my wife. Of course she wanted to know where I got the extra money, but was happy to know my bookmakers had paid for it, “I,ll just have a quick shower and try these on!” Sarah headed for the stairs so I switched on the video tape to get in the mood for her. The film concerned roman. The fifteen year old girl had all the power, at this point. And intelligent as she was, she'd probably just now realized it."I'm sorry.. Saira, I didn't mean t--" Shut up, Dad," she cut me off immediately and swung her fist into my face. The girl packed a good right hook, which almost made me fall back. Had it not been for her other hand, which immediately grabbed for my shoulder and pulled me back, I would have ended up on the floor infront of her bed. "I'm s--" I was cut off again.I'd always. That night I could barely sleep. The thought of being as much a girlphysically as mentally kept my mind racing a mile a minute. I finallygot to sleep. I dreamed of going to the beach in a bikini and no uglybulge in my bikini bottom. I just laid down on on the towel andenjoyed the sun with no thought or worry of someone seeing a bulgewhere they shouldn't. It was one of those dreams that seemed real.I was ripped from that dream world by the sound of my alarm clock. Iwanted to get up early.