I don't remember my parents, never even seen a picture, at first I wasn't allowed to see. Now I am afraid of seeing their faces again, afraid I will r...emember something about them, about something I can never have. I do remember my friends, imaginary friends or so I was told. They were my age young and small. There were a lot of them who came and went, but one stayed. A little girl with bright red hair and a fiery temper even at such a young age. We would play games together with the others but. She had recently divorced and moved to our building with her 5yr old son. I have attraction towards chubby woman, so I had a little attraction towards her. My mom told me to help her as she had recently shifted to a new place and no one else was there to help in the shifting process. I used to spent a lot of time in helping and talking with her.She use to visit our house more often to chat with my mom or me. She was on her own so she was looking for a job. I was also searching for job as I had. He got inbetween my legs and shoved himself in right away. He seemed to be bigger than last night, and I loved it. He had one of his hands on the bed right by my breast, to hold him up. His other hand was holding on the headboard, to help him thrust in and out faster. "Uhh." I moaned. "Oh Lexsie..." He moaned. He was pushing in and out of me harder than he did last night. I loved this! I had my hand holding onto the headboard right beneath his. We both had our eyes open and we were staring. Even with time on the toilet, I was still leaking a little. Back then, all I could do was jam a cut down Kotex between my cheeks; panty liners hadn’t been invented yet. I always carried a few ‘spares’ with me. I needed them that night; I picked up two dates (average white guys) that made it worthwhile. The first one used the whole hour and came like a hose! Even with some time on the toilet, I leaked a lot. The second guy gave me a very good workout; by the time I joined the girls – after the.