”“Why do you say that, son?”“It just feels so nice to have someone else rub my body, that’s all.”Now I was running my fingers along to top... of his shorts and under the waistband. He didn’t say anything but was watching me as I reached my full hand under his shorts to caress his stomach and groin. Having never done this before, I wasn’t sure if I was doing the right thing, but because he wasn’t stopping me, I thought I must be doing okay.Anyway, I rubbed around his groin and his sparse almost. He finds the air conditioner. Everyone's asleep. He pulls the air conditioner out the window, setting it on the ground.The three children are sleeping in the living room, in underwear. She is by herself. Baby doll pajamas. He lowers down on her; wrapping both arms around her mouth and neck so she can't scream or fight.She freezes; not knowing whether to scream or fight. "How many are there?" She can't analyze the situation that quick.If she screams, he runs.She doesn't.He cups a hand against. Justget me a cup of coffee."I sit down at the table and everyone is still staring at me."What's going on? Is there something crawling on me?"I reached up to my head and shake my long, long black hair. Nothingcomes out. I look at my hair. Did I always have long black hair? I musthave, because I have it now. Mark asked me what my plans for today are.I told him that I have a few hours of work to do, then I thought I couldtake you six to the mall and do some damage to the company credit card.They. He backed away. "That's very interesting because it means you are probably very tight. I would probably have a very difficult time penetrating you?"I could hardly breath. He asked me in the form of a question, so I said, "Yes," quietly agreeing. "You probably would." Especially when I'm deep," He went on. "I'm sure the entire length of your joy hole would be a very tight fit, but I bet the end would be really tight. You know, the end, where I would hit virgin territory."I stumbled and almost.