“There’s a place for her name and the date. But he never writes down her age, for obvious reasons” said John.“And here” said Janet, pointing...to a recent page “are the tick-boxes for the girls consent”.John: “She can consent to Heavy Petting – I love the feel of warm pussy”.Janet: “Then there’s Mutual Masturbation – when it gets a bit more serious at the pictures”.John: “Then there’s my favourite latin word ‘Fellatio’ – cock-sucking to you”.Janet: “Next is my favourite ‘Cunnilingus’ – which. Theproportions were off. I saw Ryan there and he seemed taller than evenbefore. The ceiling seemed higher than it had been. Even the roomlooked bigger than I remembered it. Not by too much, but enough for eachobject to make me dizzy."Wha.." I began. My voice came out wobbly. I felt unsettled so it madesense that sounded off. I took a step back though, confused anddisoriented."It's okay," Ryan said. It was soothing. The way he spoke. His voicewas a nice thing to hear, the way he was. "I just want you." He whispers. I could feel his penis grow up against my back side. My heart begins to race to the soft touch he plants on my body. The longer he held me the more I wanted him. "What if someone comes in?" I asked out of breath. "Don't worry...I have everything under control." He dropped my pants and rubbed my penis. I raised my arm above me and placed my hand on his face pushing it towards my lips so I can give him a light kiss. I kissed him and turned my body forward,. ”I had to smile at my mother’s brutal honesty. “Yeah, it wasn’t the greatest night last night.”“I got you that night light so you wouldn’t be so scared of storms anymore,” she gave me a wink and then laughed, resuming her singing.I shook my head at her horrid joke, heading back to the toaster at the sound of it popping. I didn’t even taste the toast as I ate, my mind more focused on the embarrassing encounter I was sure to have. My mother could tell that I was distant, unattached from the.