Her hair had a resplendence that was very close to glistening gold, a cascade of curls offset by other streams cut in a seemingly random pattern, thou...gh no hair was out of place. She stood very still in her splendor. Three gallery lights, angled from above in their tracks, illuminated her so attentively that the rest of the room appeared dead by comparison. He ignored all but her, and although she was not completely washed by the light, where the lamps chose to bathe her, her skin had the shine. “I can’t believe you aren’t going home to see your parents,” Anna said.“Just because my parents are there doesn’t mean it’s home.”“Well you should really get out of here, get a change of scenery.”“The last time I did that, I was nearly killed.”“I’m sorry, but I’m just trying to help.”Eleanor said nothing in return. Anna sighed and picked up an index card on her desk, quickly scribbling something on it with the first pen she found. She set it down on Eleanor’s bedside table. “This is the address. I couldn't help it that the pics were turning me on. Before I knew it I started rubbing my pussy. I unzipped my pants, pulled down my underwear & really started to go to town on my pussy.I was so into rubbing my pussy I didn't hear my mother come in. What are you doing she yelled. I um I was just..... Why are you in here?Why are you looking in that box? I just was looking for something. Well you must have found something you like. I see you're beating your pussy up. Go to your room now.Later. She spread opens her legs with every feel of his touch. Dean then pulls his lips slightly away from Katie’s and looks into her eyes. He wants to read her eyes as she speaks. He just has to know how many men she has been with already.“Tell me Katie. How many men have you had in a 48-hour period? How many men have rammed their cock in your pussy. I want to know how slutty you are.” Dean says.Katie looks up at Dean and knows that he wants to know. He is the first man to ever ask her that question.