Oldham announced that I will be the point man in Atlanta this summer and Patti Coffee will be my consulting architect."Shirley, who was helping me get...ready for my 'date' with Brenda, cringed."Whose idea was that?" she asked, sounding skeptical."My dad's" No you don't, I know it was his idea to send you back to Atlanta, that's not what I'm asking. You had a hand in hiring Patti, didn't you?" I suggested it and Mr. Oldham asked me to offer her the job," I admitted, modestly."And." I called her. She was babysitting down the street and he arrived. She told him she'd be there, that she'd be waiting and he came as she expected when the k**s had gone to bed. They did it on a sheepskin rug. She said it hurt but she had liked it, and that was how it started three months before her f******nth birthday. Her parents would have killed him had they known. She said she might have wished that it were me, but I ignored her and thought that she still a stupid k**.We had a few more roots before. One very stiff jaw and very long time later he finally spilled his semen in my mouth. It had a sweeter taste than that of the Colonel, I noted. Tolerable. I realized then that all males must taste uniquely different.I wondered why he wanted me naked if bumming me was not on the agenda. But he did look pleased to see that I was erect and made me stand beside the cot and masturbate myself in front of him. It took me a long time to reach orgasm, self-conscious as I was, but he was insistent that I. "Is it really your first," he asked, and I nodded. "I'll make it good for you." He reached into his jeans pocket and took out a condom. "No, please don't. Not for my first time"He nodded, and then he kissed me, his arms wrapped around me pulling me cloebto him. I smelt the manly aroma of his tightly muscled body and tried to relax. He kissed his way down my neck, the tops of my breasts, then down my belly to the waistband of my bikini bottoms before reaching to undo the top and release my.