. “ complained the girl “...it's not right!!”“Listen to me, little slut, I know what you and your friends do all the time. So , now, stop buy ...ingerie, stop tease boys. You'll learn soon life is not RIGHT! Now get up, and go to breakfast and I don't want ear you for the rest of the week.” Then, she slammed the door, leaving the dumbfounded girl in her bed, desperate.---------------Sara started her new week full of life. She knew she could get herself in trouble but she was so happy at the idea. I too had the urge to have sex before marriage but was too hesitant to do so with a good girl. Now, these prostitutes seemed to be an exception in this case. I hesitantly asked him if he could take me to a brothel. He happily obliged.The very next day, he took me to a small brothel. It looked like a normal household. The owner of the brothel understood at the first glance that I was new to this.She told me that since I was new, I couldn’t handle the experienced prostitutes. Hence she advised me. I was so overwhelmed by the situation that all I could do was sit there with my eyes closed, my head on the should of one guy and enjoy what they were doing to me until I could not stand it anymore and I had a fabulous orgasm and had to ask them to stop. When I finally came back to reality they were all just staring at me and could not believe what just happened. I did not know where Paul was and when I looked up, I saw that he moved to a table not far from us and he was able to see what was. I said yes, and he gave me his address. The noise made on his phone was the only sound in the car as we drove on this time in silence. I was smiling at him as we arrived and he pointed to his apartment and he repeated that his roommates will shit when he comes in with me. I said, “Just hold my hand and lead the way. Let’s go.”We walked in and his roommates both African saw us. He said hello and I said hello as we rushed by them. They both looked like they were in shock. I smiled back at them as.