”“I’d be happy to,” he grumbled as he followed her.“Always gotta talk that little skank downstairs, don’t you?” I could hear her mutter....uster told me Mary Ellen always talked bad about me. And yet, she usually asked me to help her with the gardening, which I enjoyed doing. Not today, I guessed.I went back inside and grabbed the money he had left for me. How do those girls do it? I threw the money back on the counter and got back to my microbiology homework.~~~~The second time was a week later.. My breath was coming in short, quick pants, I could feel something building inside, like a balloon filled to almost bursting. But the explosion escaped me, and part of me wasn't even sure I wanted it, a little frightened of what it might mean.I wasn't sure what would happen to me if that balloon were to burst inside me. Then, unbidden, the image of my parents in front of the fireplace leaped into my mind. Again, I could see her, kneeling naked in front of him, her hand stroking his penis, her. More

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