I’m tolerant of other peoples’ orientation, but I had strict standards for my own behavior. I believed marriage is for life and should come before...sex and that sex should only be between one man and one woman. I was sure I would be a virgin on my wedding night.Apparently, I physically matured more slowly than most girls. I was eighteen when I suddenly found myself with a slim but nice enough figure, a pretty face, and lots of approving glances from both boys and girls at my Senior High School.. Bye!Eve: See you, Anna.Anna went to her room.Me: Help you with what?Eve: Let’s go to a hotel, grab a soda.Me: To a hotel? For a soda?Eve: Yeah, they have a bar! We’re not getting a room.Me: Fine, is it far?Eve: No, we’ll get there in 10 minutes.Eve grabbed my hand. I followed her.Eve: The so-called party was a bust.Me: It really wasn’t a party. But then again, you said it’s not a party.Eve: Now I wish it was.Me: It’s because you had a couple of drinks, isn’t it?Eve: No.Talking sounded good,. He fucked her again at his leisure, giving her fast, hard strokes and ignoring her cries, enjoying them as he took her, brutally, for so long she thought it would never end as orgasm after orgasm racked her body. Finally he grunted, "Say it," and barked, "say it!" and it scared her but she managed to say, "I need Daddy's cummies. I need your cum, Papa. I need your hot beef injection." He threw himself on her back, crushing the air out of her so she couldn't even breathe, humping away at her. Is she blushing? You realise it’s because you’ve been staring at her for a while now. You turn away, embarrassed, muttering an apology and thanking her for saving your life. Dull moaning comes from the edge of the grove and you suddenly recall that the third of your assailants, the boss, is still there. The knight turns and watches him as he tries to get to his feet. The blush is gone, her eyes impossibly cold and steely, her lips a thin line. She strides over and, grabbing him by the back.