What was her daddy trying to prove? The girl wondered. Why did he feel as though he had to put the make on every available female? What was lacking in his life, that he did all this? What did Daddy need?

She pondered her questions as she turned between two of the apartment buildings and walked towards the cottage, which was nestled, between this complex and the apartments beyond.

When John Phillips bought up the property and tore down the old residences before constructing all his apartments, he left the one cottage as his personal residence. His ex-wife was only too happy to send the kids down from Tahoe, where they had been getting in her hair and in the way of some of her sex parties.

Mikki knew that she was about the only girl in her class who still had her cherry. That was not the fault of the boys, she admitted with a shudder. Perhaps if she didn't have 36-inch tits it would be easier for her to escape the constant male attention. She was not ashamed of her body, though. She'd be damned if she'd let them make her feel guilty for having the best figure in high school. She had to even admit a pleasure at their attention. She did like the whistles. She adored the stares of the boys. She just didn't like the wrestling with them her luscious body made inevitable.

Like earlier this afternoon. Larry Plunkett had offered her a tide home. Everything was going along nicely until he pulled in at the Malt Shop for a milkshake for her. She waited as he ran in and picked up their orders. When he got back in the car, his eyes were on her tits, gleaming in anticipation. He sat her shake on the opened-door to the glove compartment, then pulled her against him.

"Hey!" she exclaimed. "What the hell are you doing?"

"What I've wanted to do all term," he told her. His hand dropped over her shoulder and cupped one of her tits. Mikki twisted free of him and tried to turn the seat to face him. He caught her again by the shoulders and pulled her roughly across the seat. His mouth came over her lips, his tongue forcing its way into her mouth and lapping about. His hand went for her tits again while his other grabbed along her thigh.