“How old are you anyway?” Ed asked, realizing the beautiful sexy young blonde wasn’t as innocent as he had thought.“Fifteen, and I know what y...u’re wondering. I’ve only had one sex partner so far. He was my uncle,” Tara said, but she didn’t divulge having the abortion, and screwing the doctor.“Are you on birth control?” Ed asked.“Yes. Just because I’m fifteen and blonde don’t mean I’m stupid,” Tara snapped, as she started taking off her clothes.Ed watched as the sexy young blonde unbuttoned her. Suddenly screaming as loudly as she could, she brought the branch down, trying to hit him with it. Instead, he ducked back and the momentum carried her around, knocking her off balance. She stumbled, desperately trying to stay up, her ankle twisted, sending shards of agony through her and she collapsed down on the ground.He was on her before she could move, knocking the branch away from her and pushing her down to her back. His big body knocked the air from her lungs and he took the opportunity. I took that as amessage that our naughty little fantasy was on.The next day, when she came home we went down to the computerroom and surfed the net. "I have an idea I want to pass by you,"she said. She found the website of a fetish club that was havingan event the next day. "Lets go and try that naughty little ideaof yours!" she exclaimed.The dress code of most fetish clubs is quite strict, and thisplace was no exception. 'PVC, leather, erotic costumes,lingerie, formal wear or cross-dress' it. So the family had scrimped and saved to send Amanda, as she was then, to a top private school.And then her father had seen an opportunity to make a lot of money very quickly. He hoped to make enough in order to send Amanda to a Holly League university up in the United Zones. Everyone was investing in chlorates, a new sort of artificial fertiliser that would greatly improve agriculture in Kupro Marbordo. Her father had invested all the family's money.And the stock of chlorates was still going.