" We need to get them laid, Marcia, who could we get?" Nina asked me."I remember reading a book years ago and it's funny we're talking about this beca...se the boys in this particular family were all introduced to sex by a certain aunt, it seemed to be her role in the family make-up." Gee, all those, young, horny boys, nice job, I'd say. Trouble is, my sister has two girls and I'm not lesbian." But you are hetero," I told her."Not lately, I'm not, girl, not anything, how about you?" Yeah, me,. That was how her slavery began.It wasn’t too bad at first. Christine could lead her normal life as usual: go to work, meet with parents and friends, go out with boys... well, except for the last part. Dates were the only thing she was forbidden to do. Not that it was a great loss: being a virgin, she was always shy of boys and didn’t really consider it a big loss at first. But now, when it was FORBIDDEN, she wanted boys even more, and her small set of dildos was her only relief. Not to mention. She would attempt to stand feeling a bit sore between her legs and inner thighs, winching in pain a bit she would stand and attempt to close her shirt that he had ripped apart. Only a few buttons had survived and she would button them, her pants were thrown in a corner and were at least salvageable, "You should go." he said his voice husky with emotion and regret. She would watch him for a moment and say, "I can't...not without taking you in." his concerned look would change to one of anger,. And I headed to my room. Of course, I didnt get very much homework done. All I really accomplished was to hold a text conversation with Kaylee for so long that my phone had to be plugged in. I found her on Facebook, and sent her a friend request, and it didnt take her more than 45 seconds to accept it. I immediately began going through her facebook feed, and all her old photos, complete recon and intel mission. I could only assume she was doing the same to my facebook feed. Fairly late into the.