After another knock on the door I opened it to find my mother standing in her robe with a stern look.
"And what are you to refer to me as, Sara?" My mother asked.
I didn't answer. I just peered back at her.
Pushing past me she entered the bathroom and stared at Rene standing in the corner with his head down. As I walked out, she shut the door. I was shocked. I heard the door lock and went to find Daddy. I searched the house but he was no where to be found. I was upset and angry. I felt alone and forgotten. I decided to get dressed and see if he had gone back to his house to gather more of his things. I went to my closet and found a new cute sundress that my mother had purchased me. I grabbed a pair of tiny cotton panties, combed my hair and put on a bit of makeup around my eyes and left the house.
Daddy's house wasn't all that far, I could walk if I wanted, it might give me time to settle down and gain my composure. Maybe it would give me time to think. I needed to figure somethings out. I hated the way I felt, I didn't understand why she was treating me like this.
I said to myself, "Thank God I didn't wear my heels, my sandals are better to walk in."
I noticed a car pass me once, then twice, this time much slower than before. On the third pass it pulled to the side of the road and man stuck his head out the window.
"Hey, you need a lift?" the guy in the car asked.
I knew I shouldn't entertain the idea, but he looked like a nice man. He appeared to be in his fifties. I approached the passenger side window and looked in. It was a nice car, expensive, a luxury sedan. He was dressed nice, silk slacks and a polo shirt.
He asked again, "You need a lift, where ya goin'?"
I told him and he said he was actually heading that way. I knew I shouldn't be getting in a strange car with a stranger, but I decided it would be faster if I did.
"So what's a pretty girl like you doing today?" he asked.
I didn't know what to say, So I asked him what his name was, He told me his name was Ray.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"Sara."
Then he asked, "How old are you, if I may ask?"
I responded, wondering why he would ask me that, "I'm 18."
He didn't respond, but smiled.
We rode in silence for a short few minutes. It seemed like hours. I hadn't hitch hiked in quite a long time, but the memories of the last time had always lingered in my memory. A guy had picked me up one rainy night and promised he would take me home. But soon after I got in the car he grabbed the front of my pants. I was terrified, but I let him fondle me. He asked if he could see it. I didn't know what to do, but I began to like being told what to do. So I opened my pants and pulled them down, exposing my cock. He reached over and stroked me. I came so fast, he pushed me out again in the rain.
I sat in the car with Ray, thinking about that rainy night. What if I had been more willing? I looked over at Ray as he drove. The thoughts of being molested by that other man no longer scared me. I was aroused by them.
Ray turned to me and asked, "So Sara, you look very sexy."
I nodded. I didn't say a word.
Ray reached over and caressed my naked shoulder with the tip of his finger. "Can I have a peek at your chest?" He asked.
I remained silent. I wanted to show him my flat chest, my perky hard nipples. Just that soft touch had hardened them. I turned slightly and pulled the top of my sundress away from my chest. He had a clear peek at my nipple. I watched as he licked his lip. I was becoming aroused and I didn't know if he knew I was a special little girl, or just a flat chested girl. I was concerned he might be disappointed or angry.
I heard him moan quietly as his finger squeezed my hard nub. My clitty was hard and I knew my panties were wet.
"Ooooooh Ray, do you know what you're doing to me?" I gasped.
Ray just looked at me and continued driving. My cock was so hard and I would feel it pulse every time I thought of what Ray's cock would look like, how it would taste. I tried to conceal the lump it made by resting my hand over it, but all I wanted to do was to stroke it. I asked myself, "Is this my purpose, to pleasure a man? To offer him a hole to fuck, to be a vessel for his semen? Am I a cock whore, am I?"
"Sara, we're getting close to where you said you wanted to be dropped off.
I nodded and looked at him, yearning for more.
"Do you want me to drop you off? Or would you like to spend a little more time together?" Ray asked sincerely.
I smiled and nodded I did, The said, "Yes Ray, I would.
I was delighted, A man, a strange man wanted me and whatever he wanted me for I was willing to give to him. I wanted his cock in my mouth, I wanted to know his taste and feel. I wanted him to take me in anyway he desired.
"Sara, there's a little grove around the corner. It's wooded and safe, very private, would be willing to go there?"
I felt anxious, a little fearful, but I blurted out, "Yes!"
Ray smiled, and reached over to touch my thigh. I moaned and he smiled again. His hand remained still. It was warm and I yearned for him to slide it up my dress, to feel my clitty. I leaned closer to him, hoping the tips of his finger would nudge my clitty. I felt the wet head slip out the leg hole of my tiny panties. I was oozing pre cum on my thigh.
"Here we are, I'll pull way in the far back corner so my car won't be seen from the road. We'll have some privacy."
We sat for a moment in silence. I was hungry, I needed an intimate connection with Ray. I needed it now. I looked at Ray and slowly pulled my dress up over thighs. His hand was still resting on me, softly squeezing my flesh as my dress moved closer to revealing so much more.
"Your legs are so smooth Sara." Ray whispered.
I nodded as I bit my lower lip. His hand begin to caress my thigh, every time moving a bit higher edging closer to my clitty. I pulled on my dress a little higher, another tug would reveal my clitty. My heart was pounding hard and fast, I was fearful he could hear it. I was more afraid he would reject me when he saw I had a cock.
Ray leaned into me and kissed my cheek, his hand turned my lips to his and kissed me again. As his tongue parted my lips his hand grazed my clitty. I jumped as I felt my clitty pulse. Ray sat back and lifted my dress revealing my clitty. It was wet and hard, sticking out the leg hole of my tiny panties. I could see the desire in Ray's eyes as he leaned into me again and kissed me passionately. It felt amazing to be wanted and treated like a girl. Ray's hand slipped into my panties, teasing all of me. He held my balls, pulling on them gently. Again he leaned back and gazed at me with a hunger that excited me in ways I hadn't really experienced before.
Sex with my mother and Daddy, they knew I was a boy. They made me a girl. Ray was different. He picked me up, and treated me like the girl I wanted to be, hoped to be. He seemed patient and understanding. He hadn't judged me. Suddenly I felt secure in his arms, I was willing to do almost anything with him.
"Sara, you're very special, you're beautiful, you know that, right"
