I must have died ... again. Hazy memories drifted through my head, including a really weird dream, but nothing was concrete. I couldn't pull it togeth...r enough to remember anything that gave me clarity.When the doctor left, a woman took the seat to my left and resumed reading her magazine, and I turned my head enough to see her.She was pretty in a chunky sort of way. The extra thirty pounds enhanced her curves, without making her look obese. She caught me looking at her and smiled. "Hey," she. And the deadline for my telling Marsha whether I can go with her is coming up and I really need to know whether or not I can go. Pleeeeeeeasse, Daddy?" She said this with all the sweetness of a manipulative daughter to her loving father--of course, aren't they all?"Sugar," began J. Carter Thompson, "I just don't know about that. I mean; what if something were to happen to you over there? You know that Africa can be a dangerous place." Daddy," Alicia replied, "I know that you don't want me to be. Becky sucked my thumb clean like it was a cock, and I thought I’d cum in my shorts if she continued. I had to pull my thumb out. My ears were red; I was so embarrassed, but Juliette didn’t tease me about the big smile on my face.“Stacy is wired a little differently than her sister. Becky has an outie and Stacy’s button is a little harder to reach. She has a tight little cunt. You have to press her button on the inside,” she said. Juliette told me a metaphor about lighting a pilot light, and how. I yell as his nails dig along my waist and grab my thighs.I am completely unprepared for the violence of Timber's jabbing. His tool has a sharp point and he is driving it at my soft unprotected bottom. I try to stand but Timber is too big and his determined jabbing keeps me off balance until he wins access to my virginity. His maleness slams into me, I pull forward but he yanks me back at the same time jamming his hips forward with blinding speed. I yell again as he has planted his weapon fully.