Leading me towards my bedroom completely naked she said" wait here."My door creaked open and there was Cathy standing in front of me wearing a fishnet...body stocking. She slowly walked over to me in the bed. I stood up and we began French kissing, our tongues now firmly in each other's mouth, our body fluids mixing in a naughty mess. I kissed her neck which she really liked. Sucking and feeling her breasts she pushed me down onto the bed. Cathy then said" I want you to feel what a real women. I am to die as the Lord did, on a cross, so that others may be spared the sins I have committed. ***To understand my story I must start at the beginning – at my first failure.I first knew I was different when I entered my twelfth year. Our community is small, numbering at just 4000 believers. Most children of the same age know each other. I did not know anyone who felt as I did, at least none who spoke openly about it. We were taught about the dangers of self-pleasure by our pastor at this. She said he fucked her for a while and eventually blew a big load in her pussy. I asked her how many times she came on his big cock. She said she didn’t remember but said it was probably 3 or 4 times. By now she was riding my cock a lot faster and I asked what happened after they fucked. She said they laid around for a while and she looked down and saw his cock growing hard again. She said she reached down and was rubbing while they started kissing. Once he was good and hard, she said she got. Most people knew you didn’t go to a Fairy shop for terrarium accessories.Now inside, Angel’s head cleared up and she turned into her true self: a kid in a candy store. The fairies came to life in their glass houses as she skipped by them. Some cowered behind their friends, some observed with curiosity. Angel was of the opinion that fairies were the cutest things ever, but the ones she’d seen dozens of times eventually turned invisible; the prettiest ones had already been picked out for her.