Police afterwards conjectured that cloth cutters shears had been used. She tried to plead, to tell them she was a virgin, but this only resulted in pr...ssure from the iron bar on her throat. The first to enter her ripped through her hymen. When he finished he must have seen blood on him from her deflowering, and a voice said, ‘Look what the filthy bitch done to me,’ and a kick crashed into her ribs. How many men took her she could never afterwards say, perhaps ten or a dozen. The other two cars. Nanci walked toward Jen, and she could also see the warm red glow in her face. Both of them were trembling, both nervous as hell. Never before had Jen felt like anything like this, though she had thought and fantasized about it many times. Never would she speak of such a thing to any of her friends though, fearing what they may of thought of her. She could only hope Nanci had at some time been in the same situation as her.Nanci returned to the bed, this time laying on her side and facing Jen.. A little shy, always fiddling with the hem of her skirt or patting the front of her blouse as if checking her clothes were in order, her fidgeting only served to draw the eye to her largish round breasts straining against the thin fabric, making him glance at the welcoming curves of her thighs. With her wavy golden hair, wide, trusting blue eyes and full red lips, she was quite the vision that day. When he told her he would be very happy to add her to the books and put her forward for any jobs. ‘I take it you’ve never been with a black man.’ No I haven’t. Oh my God! I thought maybe it was just something people said. Seriously?! He asked me if I wanted it. I shook my head yes. Oh I wanted it. I was also a little scared of it. I reached out and began stroking him, watching it grow even bigger. I could wrap both hands around it, one on top of the other and still not cover the length of it. Now the question is, am I really this much of a slut? As it turns out, I am. I leaned over in the.