" Amy held her sister. "You made me feel so good, once. Let's... Let's go all the way." We can't. I mean, Laurie knew what we were doing, you... You a...e..." Don't tell me I'm a baby! I'm fifteen!" I fear... I don't want to ruin your life, Amy. Between Laurie and I, we are adults, it's not... Rape or anything. But, if I do it with you... I'm afraid I may hurt you." So you... So you are rejecting me! And you think this doesn't hurt, right? You're an idiot! Get out! What's the problem? Am I not. I can’t last. I begin to tighten up and pant as she continues to scream and grunt.“DO IT!!!”With that final encouragement, I lose control. Wave after wave after wave, I shoot my load into her womb. For an eternity, we shake uncontrollably in unison. Sight, smell, and hearing are ignored as pure joy floods my brain. Everything else just doesn’t exist. Weightless and floating I feel everywhere, and nowhere. Returning to reality, I wake to find her passed out on top of me. The smell of our sex is. She's not going in there and lay down an ultimatum to Hope. Arlene and the others are just going to begin telling Hope about Little One and some other things to ... whet Hope's appetite for more. She has mentioned how wonderful she feels to practically everyone who will listen. When she finds out just why that is, she will want to talk to the person who controls Little One. And that person just happens to be a man. I strongly suspect that her curiosity will soon override her hesitation to be. Her curly hair was pulled back into a neat bun, and smelled wonderful. ‘Good morning,’ she said, smiling and flopping the binder open on my desk. ‘Morning.’ Katie wasted no time in diving in to the documentation, and I wasted no time in getting lost due to my painfully short attention span. After ten minutes of staring blankly, I was jolted back to reality by Katie’s touch as she rested her hand lightly on my right thigh. ‘Hey, I know this sucks…Colleen wants it done, but I can take care of.