His other hand stroked up my thigh. My arms fell to his waist, pulling us closer together. My nipples stiffened."First kiss as a girl?" he asked after...we broke apart. I nodded."Let's go to my room." I looked over at Nick and Adam. Nick's hand was already running up and down the front of Adam's jeans."First time for a lot of things, I suppose." Don't worry," Dave said, placing an arm around my waist and pulling me toward his bedroom. "I'll teach you how to be my girl."The thought thrilled me. As. As I stood there, naked and shivering on the cold linoleum flood, I allowed myself the emotional breakdown I protected myself from while they were having sex with me. No, while they were raping me.Only an hour ago, I was a naive girl laughing and hanging out with her friends. I shuddered when I realized that girl was dead. She would never come back. She was torn from me along with my virginity. All that remained now was this naked and frightened young woman.Dreading what new perversion they. She asked what I had in my mind and said I really wanted to have another photo shoot/video of her and me. It has been clear for several years she has gone off the idea of photographs and videos of her being taken. She told me that was probably out of the question and then laughed saying she would do a lot of other things before being photographed again. We continued to chat about lots of things, but all the while I was thinking about her comment earlier. With about 5 minutes left before she was. It didn't help that the raft handled about like a hog on skates, and thirty-five horsepower was nowhere near enough to bully it. Randy had once likened an oar raft to driving a concrete truck on an icy road; this was worse. The raft had no keel, which made it relatively easy to get to turning, but once turning it didn't want to stop. It would also start turning whenever it took a mind to; keeping it straight was an adventure and not a sure thing. Scooter learned it firsthand when they hit.