I don't know what the hell to make of this, tho it would be wonderful if it were true. Life is so boring, and one is almost never surprised anymore. But I was born a skeptic. I'm sure my first coherent thought was, "Is this really my mother?"
So tho I would love to believe this, there are too many details to your story that are too literary, too contrived. It's as if you are writing to our fantasies rather than from your own experience. The fetish for older men thing, for instance; and exaggerated details like inch-long pink nipples; and terms like 'frigging myself' that are too old-fashioned for a 17-yr-old American chic. Having very little pubic hair is embarrassing in a world were every girl is shaving her bush? It would be very difficult to write something like this as if it were really being told in the words of a young girl.
Also, if you really were a young girl, you would have said something in your previous 500+ posts that would have given the game away. So I'm not buying it.
If you feel you have to bow out Siklong - I am very impressed by the method you chose. Good luck and may the journey be interesting. There is no God, nothing other than this life. At the very end, may you think that it was worth it. Rosewood to yah babe.
And thanks for the mention.