Penelope gave one more defiant stare into the mirror, once again admiring her shimmering blue irises before looking down and reading the note. Horse T...eth.She couldn't help, but let out a little small, empty laugh before turning her attention back up to the mirror. She didn't know who wrote this letter (though she had a long list of suspects), but she hated them more than any person in the world at the moment. She hated them for their sick cruelty that was carried around like a badge of pride. I lay there heaving, curled up in a fetal position, still feeling him moving inside me, my orgasm, if that was what it was, was still reverberating in my crotch, and when I reached behind me, he was gone, and I jumped up in time to see a man running off in the distance, and his semen running out of my cunt, I had just lost my fabled virginity, I was just fucked, and I sat down in a state of shock, to contemplate my very adult act.I pulled my bikini bottoms back on, just as I espied my sister. “How is my baby?” She asked Sabrina as she looked her in the eyes still holding her beautiful daughter in her arms, “I'm great mother, how about you?” Sabrina responded. “Oh same as ever, ruling as usual,” Sabrina nodded, knowing she was not looking forward to this future, as she did not want to pick one to fill her with his seed, and make her a mother, she wanted to remain perverse, and she wanted to enjoy all of the pleasures of the world that she could. “Men, what do you think you're doing,. We continued along the road when Wayne suggested we find a quite spot to get to know each other better.Up the car climbed as the roads became narrower. We could see the dark clouds looming in the distance heading towards us once again. Wayne found a place and backed the car into an entrance to a farmer’s field where, for the first time, we got into the back on my suggestion.There was a warm, red fluffy blanket covering the seat. We kissed and Wayne ran a hand under my dress and up my leg; he.