She was getting aroused. She was pushing head towards her. Then I removed her top and bra lace from shoulder. I was kissing desperately she started to...moan. Then we lay on the bed properly. She started to open my shirt which was looking too sexy. Then I put off her top totally. She kissed me on my chest and then looking at me giving very naughty smile. I started to kiss her neck, then in the boob’s cleavage, stomach. Same time I was moving my hand on her thighs. I lifted her skirt. Once she. Yes, I was watching you." And what did you see, Robbie?"Now I know I needed every ounce of cleverness and guile I had as I answered, "Um, just sitting on your bed talking, that's all."They were still holding me down, three girls who were all older."Come on, the truth, Robbie." You were all, um, well, you were, geez, well, playing with yourselves," I admitted."Do you play with yourself, Robbie?" my sister asked."Uh, yeah, kind of, sometimes." It was all I could think of to say."Well, let's just. " What happens if he doesn't take it right?" Then I will be out on my pretty little butt. But since I'm your whore you'll take care of me right?"She looked over at Jake and saw him looking away from her. "What, no answer for me there lover?"She got out of the car and as she walked toward the house she wondered if she had seen Jake for the last time and if she would even have a roof over her head that night.As she walked into the house she heard the TV in the family room. It sounded like Gary. That was the last time I attempted suicide. I simply lost interest in doing it after that last encounter although I did thought about it several times later.One day, I was feeling moody and ended up going to her house. I needed some cheering up and she was always up for the challenge. She was always able to make me laugh when no one else could. That made her extremely special to me.It was the day I had a fight with my parents about the direction my life was going. My father thought that I was a.