For a moment I was certain I would vomit. Duff reached down and yanked me up by my hair, bringing his face up to mine.The cruel ogre winked at me then... slapped me across the face twice more with his big granite hand, then brought his face to mine again, jamming his big nose up against mine."You're getting slapped because you're just a bitch. You understand?" He hissed at me, blowing hot breath in my face. I nodded glumly."Say it. Say "I'm a bitch, Big Duff." He commanded. The onlookers. I was a happy girl, not to be disappointed, as it turned out, my uncle loved girls my age, willing to let them explore, which he did when he put me to bed after the party, in which I drank too much, which the adult thought funny, as they were drunk also.I awoke the next morning, and I was completely naked and feeling very funny, fuzzy and warm and lying in a very damp section of cotton bed sheet, under my bum.As I lay gently toying with my wetness, some things came back in little bits and. She continued to finger her puss and soon her moans became louder as she made herself orgasm. After she finished orgasmning and removed her hand from her puss I decided to walk past her room door to the kitchen. She saw me and quickly then tried to cover up as she said are you still awake. I said yes I am as I then decided to ask her what she's still doing up. She said just laying in bed resting as she also can't sleep. I said oh really just resting as I giggle. She said what do I mean and I. But eventually I became aware that I was responding to her. That feeling down below just could not be dismissed. I was feeling so erotic, so naughty, so disoriented. What a revelation. When the music ended the lights came up and we all said our good nights, it would be an early day tomorrow for all of us. I was scared to death that Linda was going to come on to me, but you know, she never did. Perhaps she could sense my apprehension, perhaps she was happy to have just planted the seed.