I am not going to lose my virginity to win a game for cripes sake!” I said as I put my own white lacey bra on and put the shoulder straps on. At lea...t mine was the correct size for my bosom. “Oh come on,” Sandy whined. “All of the girls do it for the good of the team. Don’t be the one to let us down. She slide into a tight v necked sweater with the result being that halve of her breast were framed in the opening. “No! That is it. That is final! Don’t even talk to me about such things ever. The girls in my life (Jennifer, Rebecca, my Mom and Jessica Eiger) eventhrew my a birthday party, where I got to eat ALL the cake and cookies Iwanted! My Facebook page was plastered with pictures of us and theChippendales who were "entertaining us" for a while that night. Ben evencrashed my birthday party (thankfully after those hotties had left) andbrought over all of my new identification! I now had a social securitycard, driver's license, and even a revised birth certificate listing me. .."She rolled abruptly so that she was on top of me in the blink of an eye, her hair falling all around us like the walls of a cave, and with a serious expression, "Don't you dare!"Then she giggled. "I've been on the pill ever since I realized I could get horned very easily, Daddy! Mom doesn't know, and I don't intend on ever telling her." Then why did you ask her?" Simple. One, I wanted to see what she would say. Two, and this is why I wanted her opinion, I intend for you to get me pregnant,. A convert’s convictions were always strongest, after all.“It’s quite simple. You’re wrong about God, about sin, about Heaven, about Hell, etc. It’s all wrong. The Bible is wrong. Your god doesn’t exist. My higher powers do exist, and they’ve given me, in their wisdom, perhaps as a sort of payback to the gadje, through their chosen vessel, your own sister, the power to inflict their vengeance on the gadje and those who have persecuted our ways, their ways. If even the man who converted you isn’t.