Robin's mother screamed in pain, again and again as her baby sister begin her passage of birth. The doctor had not arrived yet to administer the pain medicine that would bring some peace to the passage. Robin, age five, had been sent to her room by her father. She lay on her bed, not understanding, sobbing.
During the next year, she would awake in a sweat, with the echo of that dreadful night. Time passed. Most of her childhood dimmed.
When a senior in high school she begin dating Bob Austin. Their love deepened. They both attended the same business college. It was understood that the summer after they graduated, they would marry.
Bob, who was one of six children, loved the hub bub of a large family. He often spoke of starting a family. Robin would smile as though in agreement, but she would later sit pondering if she was up to facing that thing... Birth of a child, that scared her so.
Their first year of college, Bob begin to press her more and more for sex. She loved him dearly. Deciding that to deny him further would expose her inner problems to him, she went on birth control pills and committed herself to letting him have his way with her.
It was a warm summer night in June. They had joined a group for a "keg" field party. Everyone was drinking heavily. Robin seemed to not be affected by the beer, so she drank some gin and tonic. Her fears seemed to subside as she passed into a drunken state. She took the gin bottle and took several swigs. Peace.
Both staggering, Bob got her into his car. Not wanting to drive far, he went to his parents camp on the lake shore. Robin did not resist as he lay her on the bed, nor when he begin to remove her clothes.
He had waited a long time for this. Being drunk, he had no need for quick relief, so he begin to feel the smooth warm surfaces of his woman. In his mind, he pictured his cock finally penetrating her. His imagination savored every moment, as his hands traveled the curves of her fanny, the sides of her hips, and then the softness of her breasts.
