And, she obeyed. Lust drunk, Eos submitted to me. I looked her over, still in the prison rags. Her black hair twirling between my fingers. Her body wa... perfectly proportioned, lean but still keeping her feminine charm. Holding her by the chin I commanded, “Strip.” With a nod, Eos pulled her shirt over her head. Then she quietly removed her pants to stand before me naked. I remembered seeing her the first time. A dark figure of death that I was terrified of. Then, a helpless prisoner I was free. I need it right now. Her brother was home from school but she was almost sure he had a girl with him. Then she heard the lawnmower in the backyard, pulled on the top of her flimsy baby dolls, tossed back her carefully dyed hair, it was now platinum, licked her lips and hurried down the stairs, barefoot, boobs bouncing, pussy already warm and wet, in need of more friction.In the kitchen sat her lusty mother, looking happy and sipping coffee. Did you do him? the girl asked, sure her limber mother. Anyway, the part of me that loves you as my baby sister, that wants to protect you, that part thinks it's wrong. You put all those feelings together, and the intensity is... it's just incredible. Not better than what I feel for Corey, just more powerfully intense. More powerful than everything else put together. Imagine... imagine that instead of losing your virginity to Corey where you did yesterday, you had to do it under the table at a banquet on the White House lawn. The President and the. " I know, girls like that change names a lot." What do you mean, girls like that?" In her business, you don't want to be known by your real name. I was a girl like that until Tony made me a partner at the tavern." What business?" Gosh, Grant, you are so naive. She's a working girl, a hooker." But she's so young." Like she told you, she's not sixteen. She turned twenty last month." Why was she in the bar? Why did she call Tony dad?" Eat your pie, Grant, then take me home." Whose home" Yours or.