The story begins when one evening around 7 p.m, it was getting dark. I was driving home from a friend’s house in my car, when suddenly I saw a girl ...asking for lift standing by the roadside. First I didn’t pay any attention at all but as I approached where she was I could not help but notice her beautiful body. She was wearing a tight black top with blue jeans with her long beautiful hair hanging free. She had the proverbial hour glass figure with a very fair complexion. I pulled my car. Kuch kar nahi sakti thi. Fir maine blanket ko acche se adjust kiya ke kisi ko kuch na pata chale.Isse jiju ki himmat aur badh gayi. Abhi aaram se nipple pakad rahe hai bra ke ander hath daal ke masal rahe hai. Main bas control kar rahi hai aur woh pure maze le rahe the. Fir jiju ne apne dusre hath se mera hath pakda aur pant ke upar apne lund pe rakh diya.Unka pura khada ho chuka tha. Par maine jhat se hath hata diya. Fir jiju ne bhi dheere dheere meri t-shirt se hath nikal diya. Thodi shanti. No phone calls, no texts, no responses to the messages I sent. I was crushed.So I went through graduation, I was handed my $60, 000 piece of paper, and I was immediately going through the backlog of jobs in my mind that I could try to get on with after the internship scrubbed me out. I got back to my apartment, which it all been packed away so that I could at home for a couple of weeks before striking out on my own, and there was a cop there waiting for me.He was nervous, and my brain went into. I sat perched on the edge of an examining table with my top off while the bald headed old fart poked and probed my thimble full of flesh. Then he drew lines underneath, grabbed each nipple and pulled straight up. I let out a yelp. ‘You might lose some sensitivity,’ He said. Then I realized the old guy had grown a woody from playing with my 18 year old little titties, that was enough for me. I sighed, I was resigned to my fate of always being the girl on the outside edge of things. ‘What’s up,.