” All at once, I felt an inexplicable sense of loss. I looked at her pale face; obscured as it was by three diagonal slashes of purplish war paint, ... could not discern her expression in the feeble light, and her eyes appeared closed. Nonetheless, I had the feeling her meaning was still double; she was not simply referring to the sex. “What do you mean?” Again rising to all fours, she crawled over my lower half, threw the tent flap aside. The frigid night wind rapidly cooled and cleared the. When I arrived at her house I tried the door to find it was locked, it was unusual for her to lock her door if she was home, and most people didn’t when they were home in those days. Her car was in the garage so I rang the doorbell, and within a couple of minutes she answered the door in a housecoat. Stepping inside I removed my coat and scarf for her to hang up and she discarded her housecoat. She was wearing a bright red Basque trimmed with black, the straps holding up a pair of fishnet. She began to press my head in her pussy with one hand and screwed her nipples with the other. I was about to come and asked Omana to lie on the cot ,my sister said that for me first. Omana said that you are a little girl so I will get first and you see how to do. They began to quarrel I cooled them and said I can satisfy boy at the same time. I asked Omana to sit on the head board of the cot I applied Vaseline to my kunna and sisters pooru and slowly put my kunna in shiny pooru and I began to. ’ Fay looked at me and said, ‘Marry Vicky.’ Mom and I were stunned by the idea. As we mulled it over in our heads Vicky scrambled to say to me, ‘It does not need to be a real marriage, we do not have to live together or anything. Fay thinks that it would only need to last one year. We would then divorce and you would have to provide child support but it would be a lot less than you would have to pay on a court order now and you would know where the money was going.’ I looked at Vicky and saw.