-Oh, I can’t take much more of this! she whimpered. -Want to take a little break? said Johnnie. Amber nodded, and Johnnie withdrew, kissing her chub...by thighs. -How about you, Ponyboy? said Johnnie. Do you want to get ridden? -What do you mean? said Pony. Johnnie held his chin and kissed him tenderly on the lips. -I’d like to fuck that pretty ass of yours, he said. Pony bit his lips. This was the final frontier… -Like I said, you don’t have to do it if you don’t want it, said Johnnie. But I’d. Beth and Donal went inside, I followed. We were greeted inside by my father and mother. I tried to run back outside but Donal grabbed my arm and pulled me back. “Come here, slut” he said and then pushed me towards my father. I tried to cover my body with my hands. My father slapped me across the face. “Remove your hands and let me see what a slut body my daughter has.” He said. When I refused he slapped me again and again. I still refused. He then turned towards my mother and slapped her across. This wasn't his castle after all, and these weren't his servants who would be expected to see to his every wish, if he were to fall then they would not be the ones to pick him up - he knew that they would leave him there else would they share in his fate. It was either walk or die, march onward or fall into an eternal rest. He remembered how the common folk would often talk about how dying to the cold often felt pleasant towards the end, cold turning to an odd warmth that would envelop you like. "They're just, like, people, youknow?" Oh sure, miss 'friend of celebrities'!" Lydia teases, making meblush. "Aww, I didn't mean that in a bad way... I think you're, like,one of the coolest people I know, hehe!" Thanks," I giggle, before feeling confused as Lydia bites her lip."So, umm..." Lydia says quietly. "You- you really don't, like, 'like'boys?" Nope," I reply. "Why, do- do you have a boyfriend?" Not right now," Lydia replies. "Have you- have you ever kissed a girlbefore?" ...A few.