I have never like Birthdays and Christmas, I always found that celebrating another year older was always another year closer to death, although I have never been afraid to die, I was always afraid to loose what I had learned in life, although some believe that when the body dies, the life essence or soul lives on, my self I believe that when you die, you are just a variety of compost. It was just my luck from birth that I was born on December 25, at 00:05, one week early, would you believe it, god damned Christmas day, can you imagine my birthdays a child? My brother and sister had normal birthdays, March and April... well Merry Christmas to all. Because of my parent's lack of imagination, I was called Holly, which I later changed to Kasey it is of American origin, and its meaning is "alert & vigorous"
I had a rather typical childhood, a few friends, especially my school sweetheart Jason, he was gorgeous, and after school, we saw each other for a few months until he joined the army, naturally I was very upset. He was my life, although we had never crossed into the physical aspect of a relationship, we hung around together practically all the time, when I confronted him about his decision he said it was something that he felt he had to do. We stayed in contact with each other threw out his basic training and during his first few months on his first posting, threw letters and emails, as you would, but eventually we just stopped calling and writing each other. After about a year, I ended up working for a small family company near my home. It was a great job and an amazing opportunity for me to stretch my talents to the limit. A job I was well suited for, Since the owner didn't have a daughter, I became kinda her step daughter, I even dated her nephew for awhile although once again nothing ever came of the dating, I always tried to put up the front.
After closing a big account for the company I was offered to a meal with my boss and a few friends, kind of a thank you for everything, it was just what I needed, she probably had invited a few male friends around, try to set me up with one or two, that's just the sort of thing that I hate, and always have. Although I have never told anyone that I was a virgin, not something I am particularly proud of, I let it slip once to my boss and she made it her personal mission to find me love, all have been disasters. So as usual, I had enjoyed more then a few drinks before showing up at her house for the party. As I staggered threw the door I was more then a little surprised when I saw that there was only three women enjoying a few drinks, the little red dress I wore was very low cut showing more then enough of my small tits and rising very high up my thighs
As I staggered into the house, I should have noticed the other woman sat close to each other in a very familiar way, with a harsh drop I fall on one chair as my boss handed me a drink.
About an hour and many drinks later, Cheryl my boss sat on the arm of the chair next to me and placed her hand on my upper thigh, although we where laughing and joking, I didn't know what was happening until she whispered something in my ear.
