"But do I? Are you a virgin Britney," he inquired. He wanted to know how far she had been, and it was making him hard seeing her a little uncomfortabl... in the line of fire."Daddy!," Britney almost moaned, "I'm a virgin! Don't you believe me?" Her heart was beating in her ches"t and she stared up at him with lust glazed eyes. He looked into her face and decided to take this game one step further. He tipped her sweet little face up to his eyes."Well Britney, I believe that boys can make girls say. The perfect fair round face I can’t describe her in words. So coming back to the story.We were good friends. I used to know a lot about her and her family. But she used to be really coy in front of me. She never discussed her boyfriend and anything like that much. I was enjoying my college fest and saw Radha smiling at a guy in a naughty way.That guy was Samir. I can say a college stud, tall handsome and literally fuck boy. Samir and Radha were talking with their eyes and then Radha followed. As the month came and went though, she became frustrated once again as he continued to act as if they were just close friends. She had restrained herself in their intimate times, as she knew he was unused to the wilder side of sex, and wasn't comfortable with it. Now and then, she wondered if she had chosen the wrong man, but his attentive nature and simple honesty helped push those concerns in the background.Marion spent a good deal of time discussing business with Bill, and she was impressed.. And I did my best, honestly I did, but den she sent me to see the rector of her church, for instruction, she said, and he, filthy man that he is, he took my cherry in the dark hallway of his big home, grunting like a pig with me bent over a big chair. He mus' weigh three hundred." She paused and looked at me, very serious. "Well, he did," she said as if she was sure I would doubt her."Then, an' dis is worse, much worse, he made me kneel on one of dose benches vhere people pray, he made me kneel.