Kathryn gently kneaded Maria’s breasts. ‘Should I stop?’ she asked. Maria stayed silent for a moment then asked, ‘No kissing, OK? It’d be to... weird.’ She then let out a little nervous laugh. Kathryn leaned forward and pressed her lips softly against Maria’s neck. She knew how much Maria loved being kissed there. ‘You mean I can’t do this?’ she asked softly, kissing her lightly a few more times. ‘I thought you liked it?’ as she asked as she kissed Maria’s neck again. ‘Mmmm’, Maria moaned. ‘OK,. We exist as girls to be feted over, given lollipops to lick and suck, so dirty men can watch our pink tongues and saliva attack the sugar coated delicacy, they imagine was their penises.I knew what a penis was as a girl, they were put into my hand and rubbed against my body, all by accident and innocence, so I was aware back then that some sort of pleasure was to be had from them.It was that awareness that encouraged me to life my skirt and pull out the elastic of my panties to let men. .. what did it say? Loose my virg... virginity."She closed her eyes and rubbed a finger along her slit, making tingles shoot up her back. She began to push the finger slightly deeper, until she came against some resistance, She thought to herself, "This must be my "barrier". She pushed and tore softly through the "barrier" and suddenly the tingles came shooting back down, through her tiny pre-pubescent breasts and through her flat little stomach.She, amazingly, found her clitoris and began. They call themselves ‘The People’ and they need a place to live and recover.”“Are they injured?” asked Melody, the ever-practical nurse.“Only in spirit,” BEM replied, “but that is bad enough. They come from a nomadic, hunter background. In their culture, many women and children too young to hunt were isolated in large groups while the males hunted. This surviving group functioned as teachers and nurturers and was in their only city on the opposite side of the planet from the impact. It was.