Im&hellip,.Im fourteen! she sobbed, her voice hitching as she struggled not to move under his roaming hand. Are you a virgin? Her face crumpled at thi..., and she began to sob harder-But stopped when he lifted his hand once more. Are. You. A. Virgin. Answer the question. Her tear soaked face nodded, and a grin split across his face. Excellent. Now this is how this is gonna go little nymph. Im going to fuck you. he said simply, enjoying her horrified reaction. Im going to fuck you hard, he went. She stirs as she has stirred, as she stirred at seventeen.He kisses down her belly. It is wider and looser than the belly he rested his head on at 16 as he told his dreams to his girlfriend, giving of his egotism in the only generosity a young man knows. It has held two children as well as its share of good food. It yields still its quota of memories. He lay on this belly in bliss on his honeymoon, sated for the moment but seeing the breasts rise inches from him. He saw this belly round with. All of the well meaning platitudes uttered by family and friends would be forgotten, and for Laura, a new routine would slowly emerge. Time really does heal all wounds, but that too is just another of those platitudes…strings of words spoken because silence didn’t seem appropriate. Walt, Wayne’s older brother came in from the west coast for the viewing and funeral, and stayed a couple more days in the hopes that he could be some help for Laura and Nina, Walt’s sister, in some small way. They. The altar was in the center of the room and we approached it. A bright shaft of sunlight was shining straight down directly behind the altar and in it stood the high priestess of the Goddess. She wore a white robe that seemed to shine like the sun in the light of that beam. I couldn't guess her age, she seemed timeless and wise. We stopped in front of the altar. Laura, who was directly in front of me turned around, took my hand very formally and led me up to the front of the line next to Amber.