Katelyn’s stomach churned as it armed her butterflies. She felt greasy, she hated the ‘is she prettier than me?’ bullshit her brain got up to ev...ry time she saw a woman near her age. Katelyn was in great shape. She couldn’t afford the same yoga and spin classes she used to prefer but she hadn’t let poverty hurt her. She looked her Metis heritage, dark almond shaped eyes, and a light brown complexion. She forced herself to smile.A few young men coming off the plane checked out her ass as they. Mags and I sat stunned; this was either a new side to Holly or a new Holly altogether. She dug her nails into his ass as she pumped. She squeezed so hard she drew blood then sunk her nails into his back and left tracks that were sure to scar.“Mags I have changed my mind, instead of calling the cops could you call up some of our Hermie friends down at the club for a shot at this pathetic loser’s ass?”“No no no, please call the cops or just let me go, I won’t hassle you ever again”“Oh sure you. When I got to Aunt Susan, I was practically in tears. She was soothing and maternal; she knew how to talk to anyone. I did not know how to start and just blared out. “I’ll be eighteen next week, I’m a Virgin and I don’t know how and I’m scared to loose it. Help me”. “Come here to me” and she embraced me in a comforting way. I sobbed quietly, “Don’t cry, and dry your tears. I’ll help you; I’ve done it a number of times for girls in your situation”. “You see we have a club, I’ll arrange for. It was my fourth time being mounted when I heard a shuffling behind me followed by some whispering. I suppose I should have reacted more strongly, but it was my fourth mounting! Besides, the only people who could get past the gate at the bottom of the hill was Kaye and Matt. I peeked around my shoulder to the doorway of the barn and seeing them sitting on bales of hay drinking my beer, I gave them a weak and tired smile.“How long have you two been there?”“We came in as the previous dog was.