This must have something to do with her parents loss of control, I thought. I assumed that they didn't approve of this particular lad and didn't want ...im corrupting their virgin daughter.I continued my approach. "Hello Janie!" I said, casually.Breaking their clench, quite embarrassed at getting caught, Janie turned, blushing, as her 'boyfriend' retreated. "Oh...hello Reverend." I was wondering if you could stop by on Thursday. I'd like to get your feelings about my sermons. See you then. Okay?". He noticed my glance at the chest andsaid "yes, it is a hope chest and it is full of things that I have beenhoping to share with someone special, and I think I have found her" hesaid as he squeezed my hand tightly.Mike pulled me up from the bed, anxious to show me his closets. Thefirst one he opened and said "this is Mike's closet" as he slid thedoors back to reveal a large walk in closet, big enough to have on wholeside with double layers of clothing hanging. Suits, ties, shirts andcasual. Seeing her was too rough on me. Gina had her life well ordered, she did not need any disruption from my friendship, and she got enough attention from her numerous drooling, young, studly admirers. She didn’t need any attention from a much older man. Three months ago, a mutual friend told me that Gina had disappeared into the small, rich, mid-East island country of Albai. Seems the Sultan’s thirty-five-year-old son, Prince Tulan, had taken a fancy to her and invited her to visit him for a. Some violent sex, piss drinking, gangbanging, a touch of necrophilia, and a many other categories of good ole America whore sex. Be WARNED If you do not like please do not read.First My Grandparents; Chapter 1:My parents trusted me to an extent but they did not trust me with other people at all, especially strangers. There was no way they were going to leave their young daughter home alone while they were away on a business trip to North Carolina checking on beef cattle auctions. The fact that.