He had been a giving man and had chosen a profession that satisfied his need to help the less fortunate. But helping the downtrodden didn't pay well. ...he young husband and wife barely made it from one month to the next on his meager salary as a social worker, but their love and zest for life more than made up for the lack of funds. Then one day when he tried to remove an abused child from her home, the child's father murdered him. He left his young wife emotionally devastated and with two young. "You stay with mama, young fella, Sally with take good care of your pretty cock. You say you haven't done it yet. Well, we need to take care of that right away in case an accident should happen. You can't be going to the hereafter without having dipped your wick in a nice puddle of female juices."Sally took him into the back of the security van and it rocked and rattled for a very long time.It was too late to follow the informant's instructions to the cave entrance. They set up a blocking force. "I can stop by the woods on old Mister Thompson's land," he said, still not looking at her. "You can go behind the trees and I won't look... promise."There was an eager, almost frantic, look on Jed Judson's face. It didn't frighten Billie-Ann, just set her to wondering all the harder."And if I give them to you, I can have the pictures to keep?"Jed thought a little on that one but finally gave a nod. "Okay, I'll let you keep 'em if I get the panties."It seemed crazy, but Billie couldn't figure. I had talked about how I wanted my first time to go. I talked about how I just wanted to get totally used. I wanted my first experience as a virgin, to give me memories to last a lifetime. I exaggerated excessively, just because it was hotter that way. I talked about how I wanted to be restrained and rough-fucked, with no way to pull away or back out. I brought up getting cross-dressed. I talked about getting tag-teamed, or gang-fucked as a first time experience...even having my virgin hole.