He had begun to learn how innocent she really was. That only made him want her more. “Yeah, I want to touch you. I want to do more than touch you.�...�Her eyes grew wide and she blushed. “Do you have a thing? I’ve never seen a boys thing. I’ve heard about them, though. I have a friend who touched one once.”“I’ll let you touch mine if you let me touch yours.”She thought about it for a second. “Deal,” she said.She led him across the street, after Ethan had put his shirt back on. He couldn’t believe. The dancer finished dressing and when he was ready to leave Kathy sat up and asked, "Can I see you again?"That brought me up short because this was only supposed to be a 'one time' thing. The dancer took a piece of paper and a pen from his shirt pocket, wrote something on the paper and handed it to Kathy, "Anytime you want sweetie, just give me a call."I watched as she put it in the top drawer of the bedside table and then got up to walk the dancer to the front door. As soon as they were out of. I found a folder where she apparently keeps photos of herself that she sends to the men she talks to. In that folder, I also found this reply. I’m not sure if it was an email reply or a texting reply, since she had just saved the body of the reply as a text file. Still, it’s clear she must enjoy this particular man degrading her verbally, and perhaps more… I always knew she had abuse and **** fantasies. Read it and you’ll see what I mean...—————————————————————————-What would you do?The first. One day she said stop staining up all my panties leave me sum clean ones lol ...this was after we were done fooling around seemed lik i could do wat ever she jus didnt touch me cuz id jack off next to her in bed alot wen she sleeping she cauhht doing that few times but she jus rolls over first time she was lik beteer nit b a good pair cum on my old panties lol...but most time she wld jus roll ovet n say nuthing once i haf my moms n she gighled n made fun of me for useing my mons but she get.