I mean, wow. It was - wow.”Ms. O’Negai sighed. “It - it was good.” She shifted, wincing. “Ow.” She moved stiffly, the pain of her torn hym...en and bruised thighs now piercing the post-coital fog. “Um - could you - turn around or something?” she asked.Ryan started to, then paused. “Wait,” he said. He put his hand on her right thigh where her panties still rested. The white cotton was spotted with red lines. “Let me help with this-” He slid them down her leg and off.Ms. O’Negai’s eyes turned hard,. I still didn't know who herfather was until I saw the county sheriffs car pulling in the driveway.It was a long satisfying talk. And we'd planned to get together withTammy at Halloween.The next week I went back to hiding because the father was home.I remember waking up around two AM feeling ice cold, it had been twoweeks since the initiations. I was still getting rides from Gina everymorning, and the father thought we had something going on.Gina met me at the end of the driveway as usual, and. They married straight out of high school when they found out Summer was on the way. Summer was an only child and these days he spent most nights alone at home. When Summer had friends over when he was young, they would play house late at night. Summer would always be the girl. He loved playing that game. Now, Summer only plays with himself and he takes things a bit further. His mom being fairly young, had a younger sense of style. She had a wide assortment of dresses for Summer to go through to. Although an expression of dismay remained plainly painted on the young blond's lovely face, she opened her eyes and looked directly at the man touching her."Part of the training," Jim Neilson thought, remembering more of the material in the Center's brochure. "Clients shall maintain eye contact with their respective handler(s) at all times."After a few minutes, the man in front of Sandy removed his hand. At that time, the man behind Sandy released her breasts and stepped back. The man in front.