As I began to stir, my body reminded me immediately of the abuse I had suffered the night before. My legs still ached, and my breasts were extremely t...nder. Momma came over with a small glass of juice which I tried to drink in small sips. Aunt Sofia was just staring at me. I knew she hated me in that moment. I felt like shit for having destroyed their lives too. Cousin Luis came over to me and began to hug me. I winced from the pain. My breasts felt as if they had been treated like punching. After opening the wine bottle from which we both drank deeply, I reminded you of the recent challenge. ‘Well, I notice you’re still clothed, and I believe there was a concession to be made at the start of our race here?’ You nod slowly, a smile plays at the corners of your soft lips as your hands move to the top button of your blouse. Slowly, each button was undone until the front of your blouse was lying open. Shrugging your shoulders almost imperceptibly and moving your hands across your. To describe her I would have to say she is about 5'7 inches tall, long firm legs, tanned despite being winter, a tight flat stomach, and orange sized breasts that are firm and there isn't a millimeter of sag in them. She saw me gawk at her and she came right to me and sat next to me in the hot tub. It was an unusually quiet evening in the Spa and only an older man was there, and he proceeded to leave just as Kia was walking in. We started talking and really hit it off. We had a lot of similar. Jason had treated her like shit initially and had reverted to type whenhe suspected that she was seeing other men when in fact she was beingdefiled repeatedly by Petty Officer White. The other Wrens had criedwhen Jason had carried her into the wets, laid her on the couch andfawned over her. But the damage had been done. Michele now knew howshallow he was. Knocker White had used her like a come-bucket but atleast he'd made no pretence of affection; he was probably the mosthonest of the three.