However, there was no longer any real force in Ms Janvier’s protestations, for she knew now that I would do whatever I wanted with her, that she wou...ld have to accept it – and that before long, she would be begging me for more.I let actions speak louder than words, and my reply was to press the sharp tip of the heel into her vaginal hole, twisting it around with a corkscrew motion which multiplied its impact upon her erogenous zones. The very knowledge of what was now forcing its way inside was. Just take care of yourclothes." Janice started to remove her clothes.By the time Joni entered Janice's room with two cups of coffee on atray, Janice and Athena were totally naked and locked in each other'sarms in a passionate embrace. They didn't notice Joni come in. She leftthe tray on the side table and withdrew quietly. She figured the coffeewill get cold, it won't be drunk. Oh, well, she thought, Janice couldalways make her own coffee. Joni kept the coffee maker in Janice's roomfilled and. The next day she took a stalk of that long dry yellow grass, broke it into two parts and made each part into a small circle so that they looked a little like gold rings. She put one on my finger and I put one on hers. From then on the summer changed for me. When I met Joan each day at the stile we kissed, as we had done before, but after that afternoon it was different somehow. We were more than friends but I was too young to know what it meant. As the summer days grew longer and hotter I got. It is a sad thing to be rejected by one’s family, and altogether another to be effectively disowned by one’s blood, and then to the point where they intend to use your pain, suffering and death to forward some twisted design of their own. When I was on that foul ship, I felt my soul slipping away. All I had left to live for was to do what I could to protect my family. Alex has done that, first by rescuing us, and now by treating us as equals and giving my sisters and I hope. I call him my.