" "Nothing in your past could possibly ruin your present, Ellen," repliedAugust, "and we really need you."Ellen slowly strummed her guitar. "Let me te...ll you my story, Augie. It isabout time I tell someone. I trust your discretion and friendship not torepeat it to anyone." I was born in Northern Mississippi, the fifth of ten children." We werewhat is known in those parts as 'po' white trash', the poorest of thepoor, the ones the people in the trailer parks looked down on. I was notborn a girl,. The window opens further, and I can see her visibly calm down.“Hi, I’m Libby,” I offer, “I’m a police officer but I don’t have my warrant card with me.”“I’m Sally, Sally Burgess.” She goes on to explain that she’s recently married to Brian and that they’ve taken one of the mill cottages further down the lane.“Let’s take a look under the bonnet,” I suggest.I can see Sally brace herself before the door opens and she climbs from the car.She’s actually wearing less than I am. A very short, white. "OK, I'll bite: why me? And do you really mean 'we'?" Well, the three of us have become such good friends that we decided to do this together. And now seems as good a time as any because we don't want to go through four years of college as virgins," she said, managing to not quite answer what was, to me, the most important question.So (being annoyingly persistent) I asked it again: "and me?" Oh, yeah. Sorry. We talked for a long while about how to go about it, you know, one guy or three, one. Slowly rocking up and down. My cock came alive. The perfect curve of her ass cheeks with her shapely leg behind her was just too much.“Maria, I’m sorry but I’m going to be brutally honest with you.”Without looking at me she answered, “That’s the only way to be.”“You are a very sexy young woman and it’s hard for me to concentrate.”“That’s okay, you are a man and men get turned on by young girls, right?”“Yes, we do.”She changed position so her other leg was stretched out behind her. “Do you want.