That is always a treat. Porn sex “Tell me.” He says softly. He pulls me over near the couch. Did they come here to watch a movie? People look at me strange when I walk by and no one talks to me. The first week passed quickly and I did go back to school the next Monday. I slide into the booth. I didn’t care if I took a shower and washed the feel of him off of me. It is the inside of the biker house. My sobbing is slowing down. I know you wanted me to tell you I returned to my virginal self but not so much. Daddy asks me again. I see Denny and the guys leaving and watch the door close behind them. It feels so nice. I feel something stabbing me and I reach into my uniform pocket and pull out the wad of money and a piece of paper. “Taylor, where were you and what were you doing?” Mom says, her voice rising. “What has happened to you?
