No one had ventured there before. His fingers slid up and down my slit, getting wet and polishing my lips. When I was ready, or rather when he decided... that I was ready, he dipped in. First one finger and then two into my virgin pussy.It’s been twelve years but I still remember the feeling of the brick wall against my back as he drove in three knuckles, out to one, and in three again. His tongue was hot on my neck. I was incapable of expression beyond the occasional grunt. That was the first. I can tell that, Heather.’ ‘I’m… making a one time, never to be repeated offer. It doesn’t mean anything. I didn’t even know it was you in here, and not Steve. Well?’ ‘But… what’s the offer?’ ‘A shower.’ ‘I had a shower.’ ‘With me.’ ‘Yeah?’ ‘Yeah. The hot water is disappearing down the drain, and we are still here…’ ‘Heather, you don’t do this.’ ‘No. So is that your answer?’ ‘No, no. Just… you sure?’ ‘Sure enough to be asking. You?’ ‘Yeah. Yeah, of course.’ ‘No strings, understand?’ ‘Yeah. No. " He said.I turned towards Gillian. His long, shoulder length raven hair, pale skin, and blue eyes looked trustworthy enough."Okay." I said, with a bit concern."Good. We leave at once." Gillian said as he started towards the caravan."Oh. I forgot this." He said as he tossed me a ring. I caught it, and asked,"What's this?" Your family ring. The red in the center indicates your royalty." But your not the king. Are you?" I asked."Look. When we get back, you will be treated like. That’s what that means. Gotta be. And yet, strangely, this made me utterly elated. Awesome.I then felt a presence behind me, and I immediately felt uncomfortable. I whirled around only to meet this infamous “Derek” glaring at me from only a couple feet away. I locked. The hell does he want?Jack instinctively took command of the situation. “Derek, what’s shakin’? How was your evening?” he inquired joyfully.Derek was silent for a moment, refusing to avert his gaze from me. His eyes were different.