I remained sweet and polite, after all, he did know my father. I was feeling somewhat aroused but also uncomfortable with the conversation. My nipples were now getting hard and swollen from his suggestive overtones and looks. The entire time he was driving he kept glancing over at my breasts. He started making sexually suggestive comments. He wanted to know if I had a boyfriend and how long had I been dating him. He began asking me personal questions, maybe even inappropriate questions. As soon as I got into the car with Jeff, his demeanor changed. The evening went well and upon their return, Cindy instructed Jeff to drive me home. I guess it was just wishful thinking that he was looking me over. Cindy was very attractive and quite lovely, they made a stunning couple. Jeff introduced me to his wife Cindy and their two kids when we arrived at his apartment. I began to feel a bit uncomfortable but then again maybe it was just my imagination. He was silent in the elevator, but I could feel his eyes undressing me. We parked out front and took the elevator up to his floor. He seemed very nice, and he was still as good-looking as I remembered. I found it flattering that an older guy would look at me that way. Back then I never wore a bra, and it was obvious from the looks Jeff was giving me that he had noticed. He said he remembered me when I was a child and that I had matured into a lovely-looking young lady. During the drive back to his apartment, I couldn't help but notice him looking me over. That evening Jeff came to the house to pick me up. At the time I was eighteen and Jeff would have been about thirty. I was also curious to see what Jeff looked like now after all these years. I readily accepted the assignment as I was eager to do whatever I could to help out my family. I did recall that he was cute, and all the church girls made a fuss over him. He was much older, so I never really knew him, only of him. I knew the husband Jeff from when I went to church years before. One evening I was requested to babysit for a young couple. Because I was older, and they knew my father was out of work they paid me very well. Of course, I was eager to do my part, so I began babysitting whenever I had the opportunity. Another way people helped was they began asking for me to babysit.

The church took up a collection people dropped off groceries etceteras. Wise words back then.Ĭhurch people and neighbors bless their souls, began to help out in any way they could. My father wanted me to have an education so that I would never have to rely on a man for support. I contemplated dropping out of school and getting a full-time job to help my family but my parents were strongly against this. My mother did all she could to keep things afloat and put on a good face, but the bills were piling up fast and it was obvious that our family boat was sinking. As a result, our family quickly fell into financial hardship. My father became gravely ill and was unable to work. When I was eighteen and just about to start college disaster struck.

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