"I wanted to be ready for whenever it happened. I mean, I didn't know if it would happen..."

Bobby rolled her over to her back and kneeled between her legs, reaching down to feel of her wetness. His eyes never left her face.

"Bobby, don't hurt me," she whispered. "Will there be a lot of blood? Do we need to put something under us? I don't know anything!" she grimaced.

"Hold on," he said. "Don't go anywhere!" he smiled. He went quickly to his room and came back with an old, ragged, dark blue, towel. "Double this up and put it under you. Just in case."

Amber did as he...