Katie's Life Changes Part 01
Katie's Loses Her Virginity
This is a fictional story where all characters are over 18 years of age. It is set in a fictional city in Western Europe.
It is the first of a series of stories.
Catherine or Katie to her friends was on the final part of her journey home from work. She had travelled by metro followed by tram and now walked through the Riverside Park from the factory where she worked in the purchasing department. She has worked there for about a year after finishing her college degree in management and I.T.
She was taking her regular route home through the Park. She was among many others who had just got off the tram. Most of whom she recognised, even if she did not know their names. Among them was her neighbour Tomas who was an investment banker, his wife was a friend of her mother. She also noticed a stranger yet there was something familiar about him in their midst. He was a tall young looking man with brown hair and it was tied into a bun at the back of his head. Katie walked off to her right on a path that led directly to her home street while the tall man walked on further along the main path.
Katie slipped in the side gate to her home opened the front door and greeted her Mum who she could hear in the kitchen.
"I'm going to change see you in a few minutes."
"Okay love." Marc replied.
She turned down the corridor to her bedroom that was the last door on the right closing it behind her. She shook her hair out in front of the mirror on the sliding door of her wardrobe. Removed her shoes and flicked them under the single bed. She took off the blue jacket of her suit followed by her matching knee length skirt and hung them in the wardrobe. Katie then unbuttoned her white blouse as she looked into the mirror revealing her flat chest with two bandaids covering her nipples. She chucked the blouse into the laundry basket.
It was the same flat chest that had caused her much angst over the last ten years or so. She had been teased about her boy chest, ignored by most of the young male population except when teasing her. For a few years in school she was known as 'Tiny Tits'. It was not only boys who teased her but the girls were nearly worse except for a few close friends.
She pulled off the Band-Aids covering her nipples. Her nipples bounced out from her chest with their new found freedom. Katie pulled on a T-shirt and a pair of sweat pants and headed for the kitchen.
"Would you like me to cook dinner?"
"Yes but what are these?" Diane her mother asked holding up a pair of lacy red booty style underwear that Katie had bought a few days before.
"Only whores wear things like these" her mother growled as she pulled out a pair of scissors and cut the underwear to shreds as Katie looked on in horror. This was not the first time her choice of clothing had been chopped up by her mother.
"MMMum why can't I choose what I wear, it's not like anybody will see them." The twenty four year old girl argued back.
"You can't wear clothes that bring unwanted attention to you."
With that Katie turned and ran down to her room locking her door behind her. Fuming at her mother's constant battle to control her and what she wore and where she socialised.
She felt all this stemmed from the attack and rape of her mother's younger sister Helena when they were a few years younger than Katie is now. The night it happened the two sisters had being out at a disco and Katie's mother Diane ended up heading off with a bloke she fancied, forgetting about her sister. Her sister then tried to make her own way home when she was attacked.
About an hour later there was a knock on Katie's door. Marc her father asked her if she was okay.
"Please leave me alone."
"Would you like something to eat?"
"No." she snapped even though she was hungry.
"If you want to talk about what happened earlier I'm always here for you."
"Not now, I need to calm down". Katie replied.
About ten P.M. she went to the bathroom and then to bed.
Katie was fed up of her mother trying to control her life
Katie pondered how she was going to get some more freedom. Her parents did not want her to move out of her home because of her mother's fear of something happening to their only child. She was disillusioned trying to get some of the freedoms her peers enjoyed even those who lived at home with their parents. If her mother tried to unjustifiably control her again she was determined to do something about it. What to do was the question she knew she had to make a stand.
The next morning she got up early and walked straight to the tram station.
She took the tram to the city centre as usual but stopped at a deli to have breakfast.
She went to the metro station to continue her journey to the factory where she worked.
As she got off the metro which was only a short walk to her place of work, she noticed the man with the bun in his hair ahead of her. She followed her usual route and noticed he was heading in the same direction. They both worked for the same company.
On her way home that evening she kept a lookout for the man with the bun. As she left the tram stop she noticed him ahead of her heading into the park and followed him at a distance until she turned off towards her home. On her arrival at home Katie went straight to her bedroom where she changed into her running gear and headed back out for a lap of the park that usually took her a little over twenty minutes.
Katie enjoyed running as it gave her a sense of freedom away from the poor atmosphere between her mother and herself for a while longer. When she returned home, she met her dad going into the house. They exchanged a quick hug and Katie said she would cook dinner but she needed to shower first. He then asked if she was okay.
"Everything is good, a nice day at work and I've just had a good run in the park. See you shortly."
