My son sank two fingers deep into me. I let out a low moan. "You okay?" my husband asked, looking at me. Smirking, I nodded. “Thought it would be ... problem sitting on our son’s lap. But not really. Not so bad, this ride. Pretty fun, actually.” My son began moving his fingers in and out. “Good!” My husband said. “Glad you’re having fun. How much farther can you handle?" "As far as you can. How about you, Son?" "Yes, Mom. I want to go as far as possible." "Good," I answered. "The farther we go,. She knew, KNEW, that she should not feel so bad. All that had happenedwas that she had met the guy that had used her as a sexual experiment, Itwas his problem, not hers.Then why am I hiding in my bed hugging a pillow to my chest?Kelly's mind drifted back to the first job she had as a woman. NO NO NONO, she silently screamed at herself. But, her abused brain whirled,trapped in a loop. She could not stop the terrible memory.* * *Kelly defiantly stalked into Wrigley Field Bar and Grill to apply. More

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