I was as hornyas hell and couldn't stop playing with myself. My favourites were the onesof girls of my own age, with women of mum's age. It was about ...en o'clockby the time I was finally able to look away from the images. That's when Ifirst looked at the single word file - the file that would change my lifeforever.No wonder there were no more emails from Bev in mum's machine, she hadobviously cut and paste all of them into this word document - which wasalmost one meg in size - to hide the. Free of any obligation to me,and free of any curse that may have kept you trapped against your will." From you I need no more than that."The genii looked at me askance. "As you have asked so it has been done.I am free and I have no requirement to do your bidding. But I wish toreward you nonetheless. Even with all that thou hast, surely there mustbe something your heart desires."I looked at the genii and I saw tears rolling down his cheeks. I couldnot leave him feeling unwanted and unloved. . I did not need to read it and still I did&hellip, &hellip,Words did he call me whore, slut, trollop, and such, claiming I had seduced him deliberately and was not a virgin last night (BUT I WAS!!!). More and more words flowed colder and colder, my denial holding back the tears until at last the dam burst from a sod grew a wail of despair and disgust. So many lies I had been told and believed, so many deceptions just for the game of him being the first to bed me&hellip, &hellip,His letter stated. Her hand had moved uphigher and rested there, she was squeezing his thighwith her long fingers. He saw the rings on her fingers.She seemed to like silver. He noticed the skull headring.“Like you wouldn’t believe,” he said.“I’m one of the, boys won’t marry her kind, she’s justa tramp.” she said echoing his mother’s words.He nodded his head again.“Jason, what do you want?” she asked her giggling tonenow gone.His breath was coming.