A couple of years went by. Angelina and I continued growing closer. Mother was now dragging me out to coming out parties for local debutantes, sometim...es to socials at the country club. I hated them. I found them to be boring and the people to be plastic and fake. Mother was always happy to point out single daughter from "good families" Whom she said I should ask out.For my part, I was still naïve in the ways of the social order. I had no idea that I was considered quite a good catch by. Mmm, she thought approvingly, just the right mix of casual, understated sexiness. Can’t look like I’ve tried too hard, can I? Satisfied with her clothing selections, she retreated to the bathroom. She undressed, then drizzled scented oil into the steaming tub of water. She secured her curly hair atop her head in a messy knot secured with two ebony chopsticks she kept for that purpose and stepped into the tub. She luxuriated in the bath, allowing the scented steam to permeate her senses. Leaning. He loved to be entertained sexually. His women would do anything he wanted for him. Many nights he would bring one into the bed of another and watch them lick suck and fuck each other. He loved to watch them cum over and over. Beth was his best lesbian. She loved pussy and tits as much as she loved his cock. Tonight he was going to give the two virgins to Beth. He wanted a great show and Beth would never disappoint him. He took Beth and the one new girl to the room of the other new one. All. When he told me, he said it in that way that indicated he thought it was a BIG DEAL. At the time, I had no idea what it was but I didn't want to look like an idiot and so I just nodded my head. When I got home, curiosity got the better of me and I looked it up - enter a whole new vault of stories and fantasies for my fucked up little head. Sex had been okay, but after reading the stories, I was dying to ride a Sybian. A fucking machine that wouldn't stop? Yeah, that sounded pretty awesome. Even.