He lifted the lip of my jeans slightly and peeked down, then slid one hand slowly down, searching and then slid under my underwear. His hand roved and...found the opening to my vagina. He pulled his hand back as far as my jeans would let him, and then suddenly I inhaled deeply as his finger slid inside me."Do you like that?" he whispered into my ear and then kissed my lips, slowly so that he could conentrate on the rest of me."Yes." I gasped."Good." and his finger moved fast, then it was suddenly. The second is using his knife to cut away her dress, exposing her legs and belly. The third is standing to the side, holding a young blond boy-a gold cord looped around him as well. The boy is ashen-faced-terrified. He merely trembles in the brute's grasp, watching the other two continue to strip his mother.She is exquisitely beautiful. Pale smooth skin with no hint of blemish. Perfectly proportioned breasts, tight belly, muscular legs. No wonder they want her.The one cutting her clothes. She had to put past failures behind her. The future was looking bright again. She sauntered through the hall and paused to smirk at the Vice Principal's office, now empty and silent.She turned towards her own office and stopped as her gaze fell on Marcie's desk. Marcie should be here, squirming on a low flame of sexual desire, her pussy aching at the prospect of hearing her first commands of the day. Instead, her chair was empty, though her purse sat on the desk next to a half-empty cup of. It had to be that way. It was the only thing in life I was sure of.I would never again let society hold me down. I would never again let mytrue nature be repressed, or mocked, or jeered, or insulted.Love, and all of its manifestations, was the only thing that counted.I would be love.Virginia would be love.And then, it was like a blanket gently fell on me, all around me. Aninvisible blanket. Covering me with security, and confidence, andwarmth. It was as if I'd made the decision that would.