It all started with my best friend Steven and I showing each other our dinky little dicks when we were young That lit a fire in my curiosity and, allo... me to say it, pure perversion.Where it led from there was countless sexual encounters with countless other children. The one that stands out the most is the time that I raped my 14 year old Step-Sister. I can’t say it any other way. I raped her. I have tried to rationalize it. I have tried to make up for it. I have tried to prove I’m a good. Case. “I represent Gold Watch Cattle Company. We are a new company that was created by a prestigious think tank in Chicago. You might recognize this name. Our investors include some of the wealthiest men in America. Our focus has been on international trade and the effect of one country dumping products on the international market in an effort to destroy the other’s economy—essentially, economic warfare. You can imagine that this could be pretty serious.”“And that led you to create a Cattle. "Sorry about that Sweetie, it's been too long since we were together." He counted out an extra hundred and left it on the table beside the door. "For your trouble," he said with a smile, "Text me to confirm availability for either Tuesday or Thursday afternoon next week." With that, he was out the door.She waited a moment listening to see if he would burst back in apologizing for leaving without a kiss, before raising her backside and placing a pillow under to keep her hips elevated. Reaching. For some time, Jennifer had been dressing as sexy as she could, walking that walk, and taking every opportunity to pose for him. It was getting Sara hot just thinking about it: a sexy girl prancing about, practically screaming "fuck me"--God, to be the object of that.Since that sick fuck messed with her--goddamned asshole drugged me or something--she couldn't seem to get hot for a guy. After she'd fled this restaurant that day, hornier than she'd ever been, she'd tried for hours to get off to.