Waking Up To My Stepson’s Wandering Hands Led To A Wild Morning Ride.

His jacket had no patch but for one that said, ‘Prospect’. “Jessinta or Jess”, I said. BeePorn Mum also rarely bought me new clothes, and sometimes didn’t remember to do the washing. It seemed because of my desire to get off; I was the butt of everyone’s jokes. All he seemed to do was fix motorbikes. This went on; for well over a year. My Dad didn’t mind nor cared, as long as I didn’t get hurt or they didn’t ride to fast. I was always a Daddy’s girl, before my recent trauma; now Dad was gone. It was a beginning of a new found relationship; that was empty in my life for so long. So now after school, I was told to go to a friend of mine’s house (Julie); and wait for Dad to pick me up. The dog started snarling at me. All he seemed to do was fix motorbikes. The arguments stopped; at least I couldn’t hear any. Bare with it, the sex scenarios begin after this chapter. My fellow class mates would snicker amongst themselves; as they knew what I was getting up too.