Then one day she told me she was pregnant. When I asked her what happened, she said she didn’t know. She even showed me her used pill case. She aske... me if I was going to marry her. I told her I needed a little bit of time to think. She told me how much she loved me and asked me if I loved her. Of course I said I did, but I wasn’t sure. That weekend I went home to talk with my dad. He was very discouraged with me but told me I should do the honorable thing and marry her if I thought I really. Not letting her have her reward until she was done.“They are pure?” Mikael asked, speaking slowly to allow his tongue to recover from its workout.“Yes, master. They are untouched, my tongue assures me.”Mikael grinned at the thought of the two new captives, strapped to a soft bed, completely naked their pre-puberty bodies being ravished by Katrina’s tongue as it felt for impurities on the bodies, and in their virgin cunts.“Good,” sighed Mikael standing, “Describe them to me.”“Sisters . . .” she. He'd expected to change back to normal and be able to pass it off to Auntie Em, but since she wasn't around to change back with, he'd either have to skip the date or go himself. Corey thought about it, realizing that instead of being disappointed, he felt sort of relieved. He was slightly surprised to realize that he wanted to go on that date. That he was looking forward to it. He felt himself blushing slightly in embarrassment as he thought about dating a guy. "I'm sorry, I have to go" Corey. Everybody else's does until they give me their compass and then it doesn't work. Looking at the sun, or, at night, looking at Polaris, tells me that my compass always points west'ish. A little north of west.About when I was seventeen I noticed that my itch or pain, or whatever, in my chest would be less if I faced that way.Hey. Sorry, my manners. Momma would smack me. My name is Matt. I can still hear Momma talking extra quiet and calling me Mathew while reaching up to wag her finger in my nose.