Everyone is hungry, so they decide to have lunch now. It’s very quiet while they eat their fruit and sandwiches. As they finish lunch the quiet is b...oken by two voices on the other side of the river yelling directions to each other. Deanna motions everyone to be quiet while she heads toward a crossing ten metres downstream from them. Grace follows her after picking up her backpack, knife, and bow. She signals for Isobelle to join them. Vicky and another of the older girls follow them as. At sixteen she was a little young, but get them hooked on your cock young and you can teach them so much. Her father a banker, left early every morning. Her mother would be playing golf, with her golf pro boyfriend before going back to his flat and fucking his brains out. The blackmail potential alone was worth a ton of money. But money was not my only reason Mrs Taylor was hot with a capital H.I had hours alone with their daughter. The rich do that leave their children to amuse themselves for. Then day by day he started to touch me here n there.he used to close the doors of his room and say ‘u must be tired ..lemme give u a massage…then he used to put his hands on my shoulders and back and bums and sometimes chest too.’..i still didnt get alarmed coz i was very small to understad all that then..he started getting bolder and one day he said ‘u r so gud and blah blah’ and he hugged me…nit jus hugged from above his pants he had put his penis rt at my pussy and he was moving my buttocks. Cathy was brunette, Lana blond. Cathy had long hair, Lana short. Cathy had big tits, so did Lana. Well not complete opposites, I guess. “We bear presents, Lana.” Cathy said. She went over to the coffee table and opened a drawer; she removed a mirror about the size of a letter sized piece of paper and a fresh razor blade. I rolled up a $20 bill and Cathy poured out a healthy amount of coke on the mirror. “I think he gave us an eight-ball for only $100. He must have really liked you, Tony”. Cathy.