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still a virgin; Mark’d had his first sexual experience at fourteen. With a much older woman. The first of many, many such encounters. So many, in fact, that he was certain Serena would be disgusted if she ever found out about his past.
    It had started out like a wet dream come true. He had worked for his dad since he was twelve. Just mowing lawns at first, but eventually he'd be sent out to some properties regularly to maintain the shrubbery and keep the yards of a few chosen clients looking lush and beautiful. Mark didn’t have the interest or the green thumb his dad possessed, but he knew the basics and wanted to help out. Besides, his dad paid a decent wage. Enough to pay for foot ball equipment and video-games.
    By the age of fourteen, he was working most days after school and on weekends when he wasn’t at football practice. His dad was on the job less and less, and spending more and more time of his time at the bar and the race track. Mark was exhausted, but he picked up the slack because he didn’t want the Kingstons to realize what was happening. He was ashamed and angry, but did what he thought was his duty. At the time he’d thought he was being a good son, and hadn’t realized that he was actually ena bling his dad to self-destruct.
    His first time had been with one of his dad’s clients. She was a bubbly blonde divorcee in her mid-twenties named Cherry. She’d been sunbathing in a black string bikini beside her pool and had blatantly removed her top in front of him as he trimmed her nearby hedges. He’d nearly dropped the shears at the unexpected sight of her tight brown nipples and large pale breasts. She was built exactly like one of the centerfolds he gawked at in the privacy of his bedroom at night. He’d been completely awestruck.
    Cherry had beckoned him over and asked him in her little-girlish voice to spread some lotion on her breasts. Sitting on the edge of the lounge chair, he’d done so gingerly, his penis rising to painful proportions in his cut-offs, and his mouth dry. She’d watched him with a knowing smile on her pretty face and told him to be sure to pay close attention to her nipp les because they burned easily.
    He’d been shocked to find that one of her manicured hands had wandered into his lap while he’d been intently rubbing lotion into her nipples. Before he realized what was happening, she’d undone the zipper on his shorts and was leaning forward to kiss the head of his straining penis. He’d erupted within seconds of feeling her glossy lips slide down his shaft, but she hadn’t seemed to mind. Within minutes he was hard again, and she was bouncing herself to a powerful orgasm on his erection, screaming so loudly that she startled the birds perched in the tree branches overhead.
    Over the next few years Mark allowed himself to be seduced by many of his dad’s unattached, female clients. If anyone had suggested to him that what was happening was statutory rape or child molestation, he would have been baffled. He thought he was a total stud. He loved women and they seemed to really like him. He gave them what they seemed to want and he learned a great deal about pleasuring the mysterious female body in the process. It seemed like an ideal situation. Besides, he was nearly a man. He hadn’t achieved the muscled physiq ue that would take him to the NF L yet, but he was mature enough to please these lonely women. And it relieved some of his lonelines s, at least for a few minutes.
    The extra money on his paycheck certainly didn’t hurt either. It allowed him to save for college and would finance his eventual escape. His father’s knowing grin, however, hurt a lot. But they never talked about the extra services Mark provided to their clients. Not until years later when Mark realized just how thoroughly and horribly he’ d been robbed of his innocence.
    Those clandestine afternoons were a long time ago. Right now he was at his best friend’s wedding, holding Serena. A girl