The conversation lulled for a few moments."Are you a virgin?" she asked, unexpectedly changing the subject.Ron dropped his eyes and nodded, slightly e...barrassed at the admission."I think that's sweet!" Kim asserted."No one would want to ... you know ... do it with me. I guess I'm just a loser like they all say." You are not a loser!" Kim declared vehemently. Then it was her turn to drop her eyes and whisper, "And Iwould."Neither spoke. Their new relationship was hinting of growing into. She wasn't too sure how electrics worked.She had only been in school for a few years when the plague came and her reading and writing skills were never more than rudimentary, survival was more important. At fourteen she knew she could breed but she wasn't sure how it all worked. A few people that she had encountered had called her names; she didn't know the meanings of Cunt hussy, home wrecker. Of course these words came from the mouths of women who had men, and they guarded them jealously. She. It seemed that the 'no jewelry' rule, that Rosie had not been aware of and which previously had been irrelevant, included engagement rings. Rosie ... very reluctantly ... removed it and, later, used a piece of string to suspend it from her neck, between her breasts.She looked the Head in the eyes and asked bluntly, "and will this rule apply to a wedding ring?"He snorted and said, "I don't think that's relevant to our discussion, is it, Miss Felton?" Not right now, sir, no. But when I marry in. I did as was told…He was moaning and thrusting his cock down my throat so I nearly chocked. He told me to lick his balls and make sure that they were clean. I enjoyed taking his big hairy ball-sack into my mouth and savoring his manhood. He then turned around and told me to lick his ass-crack and to French kiss his asshole. I hesitated and said that I couldn’t do that. Without saying anything, he got his belt and start whipping again until I said “OK I will.” He got back to the bed and lied.