“Scott, he raped me,” I added still kneeling on the floor in front of him. “I know baby and I’m sorry for that. He was supposed to be nice t... you and you were supposed to be nice to him,” he added. I looked at him shocked wondering did he think it was MY fault. “I didn’t hit his hand with my face Scott,” I said. “I know baby,” he said stroking my hair softly. “He got out of control,” Scott added. He then took hold of my hands and pulled me to my feet. “Thursday after school we need to. Running in their civilian clothes and shoes, the other recruits were in agony. Bret had always run in civilian clothes and shoes, never having owned athletic clothes or shoes. Bret just smiled, realizing he could continue one of his joys in life. Running in formation was different and the distance was disappointing, but he was happy that he still got to run. The shower afterwards was especially nice, in that there seemed to be no end to hot water. At the orphanage the water was tepid, at. I had always been such a modest girl, a good girl, and now here I was, completely naked with my wet cunt on full display only inches away from the intense gaze of this man. This man who was still fully clothed and who I had only just met. I couldn’t believe how erotic this felt. To be so exposed. To have this man I didn’t know so close to my sex. So close that he would be able too see my pussy’s glistening wetness. So close he would be able to smell my womanhood. I closed my eyes and, for some. For what seemed like an eternity, this boy, the one that every one of her friends would die to date, drove his cock into her forcefully, painfully and hurriedly until he finally arched his back and gave out some animal yell as she felt his hot jism splash inside her. When they disconnected and she opened her eyes, she saw about a dozen of the other party goers standing around watching them, watching her lose her virginity in anything but a tender moment in her life. Her embarrassment was.