And like her mother, her breasts, even at fifteen, were eye catchers. In a bra since twelve, Trica's bust line garnered comments wherever she went. He...r waist was small but her hips were already full and the calves of her legs especially curvaceous. She looked closer to twenty-five than her actual fifteen. Yet, she was still a virgin. Unlike her older brother Chico who was known all over school as a lady killer, Trica wanted very badly to fit in, but had also heeded her mother's advice about the. He lifted away from her lips, a wicked grin baring his teeth into something more feral, more primal than a smile. In the dark she could just barely see his eyes, but she could imagine the color, passion darkened gray, ominous as a new storm, and full of the same amount of danger, of unbridled power. ‘What Adrienne? What, exactly, do you want me to do?’ He drawled the words out in a slow tone, his voice as smooth, as deliciously dark as the finest scotch. She met his gaze, her hazel eyes unseen. She opened her eyes to find the holy man back on top of her. He was alone this time, with the two women who continued to chant. After he finished she was escorted out of the room. She limped down the stairs, stopping at the toilet where she peed and washed herself. Then she walked gingerly to her room where she remained for the rest of the day and night, eating the food that was brought to her and peeing into a chamberpot.They had her serving a gathering of elderly devotees. The guests were. They take away the good feeling of fucking, but I didn't want to get pregnant, and I had not gotten any birth control yet. We quickly got into a rhythm and I felt my orgasm approaching. When it hit I was screaming oh, ooooh, so loud I knew the neighbors could hear, but I didn't care. We were on the bed, which was next to our only window. The next day there was a note pinned to our door. All that was written on it was a URL address. When we got on the Internet and opened the address there were.