“Then I suppose it would be okay if I asked you for a date sometime,” Jake said.“I’d be offended if you didn’t,” she replied.At home, Jake...found Debbie and asked her about his traveling arrangements. Debbie laughed and told him that she had asked her Varsity Cheerleader teammates for their help and everyone not going steady had volunteered. They thought it would be great sport when she told them that they needed to act like they were hot for him in front of the team. Jake thanked her for her. Both were fine. I kept the same blank expression on by face, all day, trying to ignore all the hype about the "new chick" and the little whispers of "foster child" or "bad egg" or whatever the hell else the local neighborhood sluts liked to gossip about. The social workers convinced me that I needed to take charge! Have responsibility! So I got a job at a coffee place down the street from school. I hated every minute of it. I have no idea why they hired a juvenile delinquent like me. But it. No other parents had come on the ride, and he seemed happy to drive the tractor and be oblivious to our activities. As I watched, I noticed, somewhat to my surprise, that the guy seemed to be making progress with Kellie. I knew she hadn’t had anything to drink besides soda, so this wasn’t alcohol acting on her. She was lying on her back now, and the guy was semi on top of her, kissing her and rubbing her stomach and legs with his hand. He was careful to avoid her center, and I suspected she may. Then I was ashamed of myself. I imagined taking sperm from the faucet as it were, and the thought did not make me sick to my stomach as it should have. My vision included my beautiful, naked daughter looking on. Maybe that was why?Girl chose that moment to enter the house. I hadn’t realized so much time had passed. Mistress quickly yet carefully returned the pot to the stove and covered it up. She began licking the remnants of my semen off her fingers. Golly that was erotic. I had to drag my.