. Damn it!He kisses me right then, gently and steadily—passionately and brilliantly. I kiss him back, pushing and shoving and ramming my lips right ...traight against his. He is steady; he is patient with me; he is possessive and magnificent and wonderfully. To be honest and upright and truthful with you, this is just as much as heaven and paradise as it is itself. I swear that it surely is. We hold and embrace each other; we caress and stroke the other; we inhale and exhale right in the face of. I was intrigued and started following him. He walked to one of the Home Trees and entered. I was surprised when I reached out and my hand went through the door. I hesitated and then just walked through the door.I stood on the stairs and glanced down to see the Tron heading down. I followed and he led me down a long tunnel and then down a winding stair. After going through an arched doorway he turned to face me, “Follow and watch, I will teach you what you want most.”That surprised me because I. .it felt unbelievable ...different than a normal vibrator ...the intensity almost overwhelming ...you feel the whole machines vibration ...ripping through your whole body ...the ridgy plate massaging my clit ...building me to an orgasm ...I looked down ...little pearly drops of my juices ...bouncing on the vibrating rubber plate."OOHH MYYY GOODDD" I shouted ...feeling the orgasm spraying outwards ....cumming and cumming again ....she stopped the twirling ...I rammed myself up and down the egg. He was adamant that he wouldn't do 'IT' to me though. He said that twelve was just way too young. My conversations with Mama, especially the one where we discussed ways to avoid getting a baby in one's belly, gave me the idea that there were ways to give Papa what he needed that didn't require me to be any older than I presently was.Incessant nagging over the next few nights finally caused Papa to see that I was right. I guess I took a chance that he might have given me the strap across my bare.