"It felt better when it was in me, Larry. Now it's starting to hurt worse. Can you put that rubber on and put it back just like before? Don't put any ...ore in though."This time, I had no trouble getting my rubber on. I guess the practice I'd had with Clara had helped me there. Karen winced a little as I was putting it back inside her. We went back to kissing, and, in a little while, Karen started moving her hands up and down on my back. I took it about halfway back and then started moving back. She had got pregnant at 17 and married at 18,so when she finally left Joe, she was only 40.But she looked years younger.And often when we went out people thought we were sisters.Not surprising really.We were both bottle blonde,busty,and I suppose we looked very similar.Maybe thats why Adam had been attracted to me,haha.Usually when we went clubbing,we would both go back to hers after.Adam would go to the pub,and he would go back to his mothers too,a 2 bedroomed house that she now had to. Every month I used to call theIPS officer and tell him about the status, he always used to reassure methat Police will definitely act the next time. But nothing ever happened.I started feeling trapped here.Over time I was slowly getting accustomed to being a tribal girl. I onlywore sarees, my nose was pierced and a small ring was placed whichunmarried women had to wear. It was tough to walk in a saree. I had to dothe household work, clean utensils and cook food. I learned all thesethings in an. Karl took after my father. He was 6'3” and 210 pounds of solid muscle. He had black hair and blue eyes and was broad shouldered and hairy chested at the age of twenty. He never lifted weights, but working on our farm, he didn't have to! If my father (we never called him 'dad') hadn't had some gray hair, they would have looked like brothers.I was two years younger, and took after my mother. Small boned and slender, with shaggy blond hair and blue eyes. I didn't even need to shave. As I also.