Man, you’d make a terrible addition to Ocean’s 11!”Whirling around, Dad was peeking in wearing his familiar white t-shirt, boxers, and a smile.S...ince I had thrown modesty out the window yesterday, I just slowly sat up cross-legged on the bed and chuckled. “I see what you did there ... snatch ... pussy ... good one, old man.”“I try,” he shrugged.“Yep, I missed my booty call this morning, but luckily my little lady is giving me a second chance.”“Well, you’d better get your ass in gear, if you want. For the first time the man should be extremely rough. I mean, doesn't it make sense? A girl's first time is going to hurt really bad anyway. There's nothing you can do to keep that from happening. About every time you read about somebody being raped, their body betrays them and they end up enjoying it even if they hate the fact that it's being forced upon them. Since I don't have a boyfriend I think I might like may first time to be that way ... at least it wouldn't be some young boy who. Surely not?Anyway, they went. They were out of the country when my results were published – four A stars – and I went back to school. I had an allowance that enabled me to eat. The bills were paid by direct debit. The teachers continued to support and encourage me. My eighteenth birthday came and went unnoticed by anyone; I didn't even get a card from Africa, but all that bothered me was getting top grades in my subjects. I was going to go to University and be a teacher.Sheffield Hallam. I figured these guys to be in their late sixties. They said that all the women went shopping and would not be back till this afternoon but I was welcome to stay and keep them company. I decided to stay, to be nice. The men were drinking and gave a glass full. We started to talk and they were flirting and I flirted right back. Some how we got to talking about sex, strangest place, position, stuff like that. It was making all of us horny. Then we went to truth or dare and they had me flash my.