Alun then went into another room and I heard him talking, I later found out he was on his mobile phone. A few minutes later the front door was opened ...then closed. I could hear footsteps coming into the room, Turkish waiter must have come for a holiday for my birthday!Alun came and whispered into my ear, stay calm and enjoy what ever comes your way, dirty bastard. All of a sudden the music centre was turned on and my favourite song blasted out. I could hear some one undressing then some one put. She was on her side and she scooted back until she was spooned with me. She then reached back, pulled my arm over her torso, grabbed my hand and guided it directly to her boob."I can't help it," she said. "I need to know that I'm a woman and not just a little girl. Dad having a attack scares me because I still feel like a little girl who needs her daddy. I need to do something that makes me feel like a woman and having your hand on my boob feels kind of grownup."I didn't say anything. What. I am also d**g and disease free and very discreet. Oh yeah, I am also very meek and very submissive (kinda like a little school girl)!As far as my appearance is concerned, I wear make-up (including lipstick and eyeliner) and time permitting, nail polish. I usually wear short tartan skirts, a blouse or sweater (depending on the weather), a size 40C bra, thigh-high opaque stockings and garter belt or black opaque tights (depending on my mood LOL), schoolgirl heels or black patent leather 'Mary. It was a hot summer day in the south, she had dressed in her normal tube top blue jean shorts. Laying the seat back she closed her eyes, as she listened to the music.She must have fallen asleep, she woke up to the sound of the door slamming.A tall man was now sitting in the passager side of the car. She screamed as she awoke, and tried to get away from the large man. He covered her mouth with his hands speaking sternly to her, "You had better not make a sound, YOU WILL DO AS I SAY, or else do.