Don’t get me wrong, they liked her perfect angel face, her big brown eyes, and the straight dark hair that she wore almost to her butt (I was soooo ...ealous; stupid shoulder-length curls). But she was only about 5’0” with tiny, delicate bone structure and NO tits. In short, she looked like a beautiful little kid, even though she was a whole year older than me. Lucky for her, she had the confidence that made her one of the most popular girls in our grade; that was how she’d still had three. After being a government vagabond for so many years, Winnie discovered how nice it was to have a home and family. Now that she knew, she wanted it all the time.For some stupid reason I thought we safe from harm, and when I heard the gunshots, I thought that someone was putting off fireworks, until glass around us began to explode. I grabbed Winnie just as she grabbed me, and we tumbled to the floor, temporarily out of the direct line of fire, and I could hear Edward, Jack and the team returning. He took me from behind, fucking me doggy style and making me feel like his whore. I loved every minute of it, yet it felt like he was just going through the motions. I rolled out from underneath and turned to face him. “Is something wrong?” “Nothing.” He climbed back on top of me and mounted himself in me again. “Are you sure?” I paused for a second, not sure if I should say it. “You seem a little bored?” He stopped and looked at me, but didn’t say anything. “Is there anything else you. Another pause, briefer. "But now it's... " She stopped."More intense?" Mom offered."Yeah. Sure is. Sometimes it seems that's all I think about." Some older people would say that's not a problem... that's a blessing!" Mom laughed. Then asked, "So then, what IS the problem?" Golly, Mom... you know. I'm, uh, itchy and restless and I have these... you know, urges. And then I begin to think I'm bad. That these thoughts are wrong. I just feel bad and I'm all mixed up."I heard the chair squeak and.