“What do you mean, further?” she asked. I was surprised she couldn’t guess.“A little back-door action, of course.”“No! I don’t like it u... there. It hurts…” she complained, and started to cry again.“No pain, no gain, right?” I said, softly. “But hey, it’s completely up to you. I mean, if there’s a better way of getting your hands on five hundred quid tonight, feel free to go do that instead.”That just increased the intensity of her sobs. The tears were coming thick and fast again, but I didn’t. And so, I've decided to write down all my naughty escapades, starting from the innocent beginning. I lived quite a sheltered childhood. My mum left my dad and I when I was younger, so I never really knew her. I grew up under the overly strict parenting of my dad, which only seemed to get worse as I got older. I was never allowed a boyfriend, I could barely see the few friends I had, and I was always being shouted at and insulted. Once I hit 18, I decided I'd had enough. I packed a suitcase,. More

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