My body reacted instantly and my lips were again soaked with more wetness. Are you ready? he whispered, his breath shaky as his face hovered over mine... I kissed his lips as lightly as a falling leaf. Yes&hellip, He pushed in slowly and my back arched as I moaned I pure ecstasy. When he got to my recently healed hymen he paused, kissed my lips, and pushed further in. Tears came to my eyes and my moans turned into half moans half screams from the pleasure and pain of losing my virginity all over. I pulled on a pair of socks and laced up my Wesco work boots- I hate getting sand on my damn feet!I went into the hall closet and fished out a big beach towel, and with my semi-hard dick swinging, found John in the kitchen. I took a fresh pack of smokes, rapped it on the counter and opened it up. I pulled a lighter out of the drawer and lit one up.“I need the keys to the 4-Runner,” I told John.He pulled them out of his pocket and tossed them to me. I turned around and headed to the front. Finally he agreed. The first few weeks I spent mostly alone in my cabin. I had a few books which I read and reread, but soon I became bored. For a while I amused myself daydreaming. I'd imagine William riding a ship after us to save me. There would be a tremendous battle and which he would win, and then he would threaten to kill my father unless I was released to him, and my father would finally consent to our marriage. I made up wild fantasies involving William and events of a sexual nature.. A woman in the front row was watching me with what sounded like hunger, a keening bright green noise. I quickly looked away. Too bright. There are few women I can look at with any degree of comfort. It is hard for me with female opponents. I can’t look at them, can’t taste what they are planning. The keening from the woman was growing brighter, the green light louder. Are there chess-groupies? I didn’t want to find out. I bowed to the audience like I have been taught, waved to everyone except.