The oldest were more mentors to the younger women than companions of the High Lord, being older than him and past childbearing age. In truth, the High...Lord considered them aunts and respected them as such, deferring to their judgment in matters of the harem. Cyrenia and Kallisana ruled the others in his stead, enforcing what rules he did have and providing advice when necessary. The remaining three ranged in age from twenty seven to thirty five, and had all been in the High Lord’s harem for at. Her sweat top had fallen down over her head, covering her head but exposing her bra... her breast cleavage nearly dropping out. Her stomach was exposed to the waist showing off her navel, still looking sexy even after death. Her taught stomach was sucked in and her ribs were very profoundly showing. Her sweat pants were still on although very torn. Hidden by her dropped sweat top, her blue eyes remained open and glassy, and her mouth was slightly open with a dribble of blood slowly oozing. “Sarah, what happened?” She said as she looked at the redness around my vagina.I opened my eyes and was pulled back to reality. I tried to come up with an explanation.“I fingered myself really hard last night,” I said. She clearly didn’t believe me.“You tell me right now what happened!” She said angrily. I had no choice. I explained all that happened to her. Her face turned red in anger. I had never not seen her “That bitch! How dare she do this to my daughter! I’m gonna kill her,” she said. I. How or why Peggy had started talking about that side of her personal life, Carol wasn't sure, but she quickly found herself more than a little intrigued, as well as pitying the obviously passionate girl across from her. She listened intently to Peggy's intimate unburdening, as if she just had to confide the awful truth in someone."I-I have to be loved, Carol... physically... sexually loved," Peggy whispered, her dark eyes reflecting her excitement in the mere talking about it. "And... and this.