He was very delicate and slow about it, almost like a surgeon. When it was about three inches in he slowly opened it up and panned the camera so it co...ld look down it." What you are seeing is your hymen. Your virginity. Take a good long look at it because I intend to pop your precious cherry bitch." No" she moaned to herself. She had worked so hard to keep her virtue, to stay clean and intact. It was something she had prided herself on. The man removed the speculum and her cunt lips closed up. )(rebel1) Paul I really liked your story "Blessed are The Meek", I thought it was one of your best. Do you agree?(Paul1954) Thanks rebel, and also for your e-mail earlier. No, I don't, not really.(Lorna) Do you think that not having a place to go (ending) makes your journey any harder, or longer? (UU-for Darkie...what am I anyway, the toastmistress?)(Paul1954) Yes, although I must stress it was a general observation. I don't release anything until I'm happy! (Apart from the last one!)(Darkside). As I closed the wardrobe door, I noticed my clothes had been disturbed, Katie must have been borrowing my clothes again. With such a short age gap and the fact we are both similarly built, I was used to her borrowing my things.I opened my underwear drawer, my new red set weren’t near the top where I had left them, I guess Katie had disturbed everything, so I began to root deeper in the drawer. I couldn’t find my new underwear. Not only had my sixteen year old daughter borrowed my clothes, she. 10:20. She needed to come up with a solution before it got too much later. Her eyes wandered from her clock to the cup, stuffed with pens and pencils...and a pair of scissors. She smiled and rushed across the room, petticoat bouncing, and picked them up. First she tried to slip them under the waistband, but couldn't. Frowning, she took a fistful of the fluff, and put it between the blades of the scissors, and snipped. She set the scissors down and examined the cut. Or where the cut should have.