I dig my fingernails deep into his lean buttocks and whisper in his ear: »Now then, so do take me with force, sweet Tarsis, I order you as your futur... queen to help me get rid of this hidden barrier they call the maidenhead, that still marks me so humiliatingly as a c***d!« I lean back onto the wooden bench and close my eyes, to concentrate solemnly at my own inner feelings of this unique erotic encounter. I want to remember it and to cherish it, because I know, that this ritual will propel me. "Nice to know youtake this relationship seriously." I do take it seriously!" Zoe pleaded."I'll believe you when you tell that to me face to face," Nataliesighed. "See you after Christmas, Zoe." Zoe shed a solitary tear asNatalie ended the call, before curling up into a ball on the sofa andmoaning softly. Marie was wrong- her relationship with Natalie was much,much more than simply 'cracked'- and it was all Zoe's fault."This is so cool," Hayley gushed as the beautician coated herfingernails with. There aren't enough words to grapple it and pin it down.I opened the kit's wrapping and did the slightly clumsy manoeuvre ofpeeing on the stick, then I sat there on the loo, panties round myankles, staring.Waiting for the lines.Praying maybe.Muttering to myself.Willing both lines to appear this time.Willing the impossible to happen - for every doctor we'd seen to beproven wrong.And ever so slowly, in that little oval hole, first one, then two linesblurred into view.And I stared. I gaped at them. What the hell was going on? This had to be some kind of dream, or nightmare, because it simply could not be that she'd just let her stepfather go down on her. It couldn't be a nightmare because nightmares did not feel so wonderful. He knew how to do things with his tongue Olivia didn't even know were possible. Certainly none of the guys she'd been with knew about them. Maybe it was a Sixties, free love hippie thing. Whatever it was, Olivia had never cum like that or felt this way before and she.