“I suppose I am, now, but nine months ago I was a virgin.” Her blue eyes scanned his face before she added, “Does that not surprise you?”Brad ...as certainly confused, but he said, “What you think of yourself has to be your business.” Strange thoughts were rising in the back of his mind, as he patted the towel gently over her wet shoulders, her upper arms and down her sides.“So, why are you wary of my breasts?” she asked.Brad had always thought of himself as a lusty character, and briefly, Rita. A few moments of silence followed. Neither had ever been in such a situation. Daughter asked to decide to be tortured or cause the torture the person she loves most in the world. Mother relying on the whim of a teenage girl to be tortured or watch the person she loves most in the world tortured.I tried to call out but was still too winded from my ordeal. I couldn’t speak. Something like, “No ... ho ... ho ... hold on...” was all I could muster at first.All Anna could manage was an open-mouthed. Get ready.”With that he was gone. Karla couldn’t believe what she had just agreed to. She had most definitely gotten herself in above her head this time. Questions started darting through her mind; what did he mean by Homey’s? How many people were going to be there? Was she to be a part of a gangbang? She had never been in a gangbang let alone a black one. Could she do it? Is it true that all black men have big cocks? How big were the cocks that were going to be fucking her later today? Could. Eoric was flying! When he glanced at the young man he could see the excited gleam in his eyes and heard the continued laughter.The 'flight' lasted only a few more seconds and then they both came down to earth with a bump on the opposite side of the chasm from where they had started. Eoric picked himself up and dusted the dirt from his kilt and plaid. He looked back across the gap just in time to see the horsemen pull up at the edge of the cliff. He raised a hand and waved to them, a broad smile.