"What do you mean by that?" I asked her. "Well", she smiled, "if a young girl learns about the facts of live from a man like you it is much better than being raped by a teenager, isn't it?"

"Yes, I, I....think so!" I stammered. Did she know? But the woman smiled even broader and invited me to sit down beneath her: "Look, I will tell you something: One week after my eleventh birthday my dad -I loved him very much- took me out to a weekend trip. In a small motel -I can still remember every detail- he told me, it was time for me to become a woman. I didn't know exactly what it meant since we didn't have sex-ed in those times. When I asked he just smiled and said: "You will see!" We had a fantastic dinner and he gave me wine to drink until I felt drowsy and giggled all the time. Back in our room, dad began undressing me. I didn't realise it first but it felt good, his warm hands caressing my childish body and his whispered compliments. Then he laid me on the bed, kissing and caressing me from head to toe. It was fantastic, I didn't question me if it was allowed or not it was just fantastic and I adored him. When he licked my lips I automatically opened my mouth for our first frenchkiss. He licked and sucked my little nipples, my sweaty armpits, my belly, then he spread my legs. I resisted a bit, I was ashamed, I was dirty down there but dad said he liked me as I was and he began licking my privates. A great wave of lust began floating through my body, feelings, I hadn't known before. I spread my legs as far as I could and he licked my sex -it was completely undeveloped, not a single hair visible and the inner labia were almost nonexistent. He licked and sucked in the dark motel room far from home, I fell in an ocean of feelings, heat, electricity and love........(cont)