The steel whip had almost cut me in half and I almost died that night. I was not sure who it was who stopped him, but I was certain I remembered the r...ed dress of Gretel through my bloody haze. They had flown me to the Union Clinic.I wished I had died that night as well, I missed her so much! While I was still a kid and not supposed to understand it all, I believed to know the reason why father killed mother and why he hate me so much. Midril, the cook had explained it to me more than once, and. I have no idea what.I healed up and started back at school, and like many others we carriedour loss on our sleeves. 14 wounded, 9 dead. A terrible day. But lifegoes on, and Stan helped me feel better about life. He never once pushedme hard, although I would not mind if he did. I was ready for someattention, and made sure that he got that message. As big as he is, Stanwas very gentle with me and his caresses and kisses made me feel evenmore womanly. Then he was gone. The Navy had called him up,. One was a typically somber conservative skirt and blouse. The other was a light-blue dress he had never seen her wear before.“Jake, honey. Help me decide which outfit to wear today.”“I’ve seen you in that skirt and blouse before but not the dress. Put it on and let me see.”She disappeared into her bedroom. She came out a few minutes later in the dress and a pair of low-heeled shoes.Jake gasped. He stood and stared at her.“You look gorgeous. No, that’s not it. You look like a goddess. Turn. I adjusted to the size of the cock lodged deeply inside my beautiful young body. I could feel his cock bumping my cervix and going to the very depths of my vagina. He began to thrust in and out of my beautiful body like a piston moving in an engine. I began to move my hips, grinding my clit on the fleshy pole. Then he began to fuck me with hard rapid strokes, forcing my breasts to jump furiously on my chest as he powerfully rammed my cunt again and again with his huge cock. He reached up and.