." She's like nothing I've ever dealt with, Pat. That vocabulary of hers ... the way she talks, you KNOW she's not a native English speaker, her sente...ce structures, her word use, it's quirky, but she's so obviously smart." And she's collected you." She's collected me. Says we ARE married. De facto. Promised each other." She's fourteen, Dave." Papers say eighteen. Who's gonna say different? She's certainly in the range for the physical characteristics..." I know," Pat acknowledged. "She says. Katya nodded, releasing a shy smile. "Is it all right if she touched it, Rhykov?" she continued, "Katya's never..." Be my guest. She may examine whatever she likes. I'll not stand in the way of a girl's education." They all laughed, as Risa took her sister's hand and guided it to Rhykov's cock."See?" she explained, "he likes this... just under here and you must rub so, but not too hard at first." Did you really put it in your mouth?" Katya asked her sister."Oh yes, Levy showed me how. But you. “Last one in is a rotten egg,” I whispered. With that, we sprung to our feet and began tugging at our clothes, discarding socks and shoes, jeans and shirts, and underwear. We left a trail of clothes behind us as we made our way to a spiral staircase and chased each other up. We came out on the roof of the penthouse. The lights of Manhattan ’s buildings surrounded us. We couldn’t believe all this was ours - the garden roof, the stylish apartment… and best of all, the feature we had been most. Oh Lez, please don’t abandon me.”What the hell was going on? Not too long ago I was happy to hump my hand every night and go to sleep happy and content; thinking that I would soon go to college, find a guy and have him fuck me every day. I know that I’m not a lesbian because I still have wet dreams of guys stuffing their hot cock into my hungry hole, but for now I seem to be satisfied without a guy,; the women around me have given me more sexual gratification than I’ve ever had, or expected,.