.. we were well pissed! “God look at the time 2.38!” Fiona exclaimed as we staggered down the road, “ I can’t go home, I haven’t got my keys... mum and dad’ll kill me!” She began to get a little tearful, “It’s OK babe you can stop at ours tonight,” I offered, “What about your Simon? Will it be alright?”“Coarse it will, come on dry them tears, Si will be snoring away by now anyhow!” I gave a laugh and put my arm around her waist. She was, as I say a tall girl, 5ft 10” or so and weighed around. My periods were precocious, my early development from my ovaries outwards, were a warning sign of my impending desire for men to touch and fondle me, having the markings and making of breasts, by the tender age of twelve, meant men could touch for the least whim of sweets, sweetmeat for a lollipop, was a well known bartering, before my existence, in ages past, the daughters of the poor were laid out on beds and up against walls for the rich to exploiter, cheaper than condoms and who gave a. More

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