There were guys here I could be friends withand I was starting Junior High, so I put those feelings away and I guessI thought I outgrew it. It wasn't...until you moved in that the feelingpopped up again. Reading your diary made me feel like something waswrong with me, but I couldn't put a finger on it. It wasn't until theday we were packing Maria's stuff that I woke up. Seeing all her prettyclothes brought up all those old feelings. Knowing that Maria and Iwere close to the same size only. .."Oh baby wait... let me on top..."He was pushing at her, rolling while holding her, and pushing her onto her back as he stayed lodged inside of her and hurriedly moved on top of her. Then he became the fucker, pounding deep within his daughter's hot pulsating pussy and she urgently wrapped her legs around his and began writhing and thrashing wildly underneath him.There was no pain for her this time, only pure lustful pleasure. Her hands moved around to her father's back and her fingers were. Everyone in the room heard the bones break.The dagger bounced on the table as Deaver Marks screamed. I shifted and brought the staff around and it struck him in the face. Blood splattered as he went back and the chair fell. I looked at the last man but he held up his hands. His face was white and he was shaking his head and I growled, “you are his fence?”He shook his head and pointed to the first man I had hit. I bent and slapped him and yanked him up. He groaned and staggered and I shoved him. "I may be a lesbian but in my heart I know that it is for love not vice that I've been condemned. The fact that my love is for a woman is not material. My love is what I imagine the love of a man must be for most women. My love is a passionate love. A romantic love. A true love. As real as any love."Binta's passionate pleas comforted Ana. She felt great sympathy for anyone's love for another person, and she reasoned that it was probably just odd that it should be for a woman rather than a.