My hand rested on her bare back, her body was pressed against mine and my face was lost in the soft cloud of her fragrant hair. It only lasted a few s...conds and then she closed the door, started the engine and was gone. I said goodnight to Mum and Emma and went up to my room. I put my new disc into the Walkman that Maggie had given me at Christmas and laid on my bed lost in the music and thoughts of how fabulous Maggie had looked, and how soft the bare skin of her back had felt against my. The door swung open and a man let us in. “Jimmy to see ya’ man,” The unknown man said to my uncle. “I see you come bearing gifts.” “Yes, this is my niece Liz…” he said smiling. “…And she will be our entertainment for the evening.” The man reached is hand out to me. “Hello Liz. I’m Sam.” I reached out and shook his hand. “Hi Sam,” I said as I admired him. Sexy was the only word I could find. Sam was muscular, clean-cut and handsome. Sam wrapped his arm around my waist and escorted me into the. One such story is of Tara Oberoi, 18 years old, a student par excellence who was always in the teachers’ good books because of her brilliant performance in both academics and extra-curricular activities. Tara was popular amongst the students too, loved by the boys and admired by the girls.She stood tall at 5’8 and her long shapely legs confidently strutted in the short school plaid skirt. She had a slender waist and her 36C breasts were accentuated with the school’s white shirt tightly hugging. Next she used her hair to dry me, and settled back onto the bench. As she did this the enormity of what I had just done to her slowly replaced my rage. I sank to me knees in front of her, " C", I am sorry."But she hushed me, "David, it is ok. We didn't think you could do this. I am used to it. You see, I am Mister Gabe's slave, and whenever he feels the need, he uses me like this," and she slowly swept her arm about, encompassing the room. "I don't think there is any permanent damage, and you.