I bit my lower lip to keep from crying out, and I could taste my own blood. Turned around from everyone else watching the parade, the boy rubbed his ...rotch. I recognized him as living in the hotel one floor down from us. It only added to my shame and the intensity of my cum. When I was done, I felt hands on my hips and my father murmuring something about squirting my mother. I felt what at first I thought was his finger touch my opening. Then I realized that if his hands were gripping my hips. My date's name was Billy. He was a flaming jerk who tried to rape me. I was never going to date a dumb jock again. I gave him a two-inch scar on his face when I fought him off. He'll remember what he tried to do to me every time he looks in the mirror.Most of the memories were indistinct but they were real. I felt it was a good idea not to tell you about them. For the next two hours, you told me all about the ward you worked in, your duties there, the names of the other staff nurses, and all. More

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