So Marty, you are a good guy, you pay for your children even though you are divorced, you have a place to live, you have a job, why the girls not want...you? I don't understand?Eve, girls want more I guess. Besides I'm not good looking.You like my looks Marty?Eve, you are beautiful.Salamat, you know what that means Marty?Yes, the guys told me it means 'thank you, ' and you are welcome Eve, but you really are good looking.Marty you are pogi.What does Pogi mean Eve?It mean handsome Marty. You are. . At the other end of the oval was another platform screenedby a thatched fence. Near the bonfire were two stone lined pits.. Sam explainedthey cooked in the traditional manner. The pits would be filled with hot coalsfrom the bonfire and covered up. Workers carried in wicker baskets filled withwooden items. There were wooden masks, and to Toms surprise Wooden penises.They looked to be made of the same dark dense wood that the warriors spearswere made of. The workers left some knives and pots at. 'Why wouldn't he want me?' she asked herself. She was budding into a beautiful girl. She was slender, a little bit curvy, with legs that curved delicately into her ass - a tight, cute, white-girl ass that was the envy of the other girls in school. Her belly was a bit flat, but she ate right and exercised, and hoped that would soon curve as finely as the models she'd seen in Seventeen Magazine. Her tits were smaller than she wanted, too, but she knew she wasn't done growing yet, and anyway,. I kept crying. He grabbed my panties so hard that they tore, but he didnt stop there. he started rubbing my pussy.“Oh you dirty slut! your cunt is soo wet already. what do you have to complain?” He leered.He was correct in a way. I was definitely scared, and i never expected my first sex to be like this. But i could also feel something in my tummy. and it made me feel like moaning… not crying.He pulled my bra so hard that the elastic broke and exposed my tender boobs to his mercy. They were.