Please help me, the girl thought when she clicked the "search" button. Please!There were a ton of hits. But rather than scan through them all, Amy cli...ked on the first link without even thinking. The website that instantly appeared on her monitor was for some group called "The American Sexual Abuse Network".The 'net savvy girl scanned the page quickly, and nearly froze when she saw the first prominent link on the site. It was titled: "What should I do?"What should I do? the girl wondered with. Before we started earlier, she told me not to take any pictures while we were having sex, because she wants to keep it private. I reluctantly agreed to her terms, eventhough I really wanted to take some quick snapshots, as memento of my first sexual escapade! As she enjoys my cock, both my hands slid under a bit to play with her soft breasts. Groping and playing with a pair of real breasts, were like nothing I've ever handled before with my two hands. It was really like playing with two water. Rubbing the soap over her creamy skin with my right hand and following it with my left. I explored Jody everywhere and I could see every little scar and mole. She wasn't perfect, but she was to me and I don't even remember breathing while I washed Jody's body. I just remember how my heart was going fast and how everytime I looked up I'd catch her hazel eyes looking down at me. Her smile, that soft one at the corner of her mouth, was sweet and shy. I washed her pussy from my knees, feeling the. Then he raped her. As soon as Brian had gone to sleep she quietly left the house and came over to my house. She asked some very important questions. ‘What am I going to do? What can I do? I can’t stand up for myself. I can’t prove what he has been doing to me and I can’t continue to live this way. Oh, Lord, what is to become of me?’ ‘Eleanor, may I make a couple of suggestions?’ ‘Please do, Paul. I’ve run out of answers.’ ‘First of all, I have a guest room that has a good lock on the inside..