Hetty had been brought up in a religious society that believed sex was something women had to endure in order to bare children. She thought of her hus...and probably lying in bed already asleep and for the first time in her life wanted to fornicate with him.When she felt she was decent enough. Hetty turned and quickly headed towards the house and upstairs to Elijah.Shame tore into ma's flapjacks with as much gusto as he had last nights dinner. Everyone was quite that morning. Mary and I still. "Thanks for sayin' so." Your monthly started yet?" Almost... there was a little on my panties about a month ago."Elsie nodded slow-like. "You look to be about fourteen, that right?"Billie nodded. "A little late then," Elsie went on, "but lotsa gals is."The rag on her head felt good after hearing what the big colored woman had told her, Billie felt a million times better. She looked around the room and saw that it was much smaller than she'd imagined at first. A faded picture hung crooked on one. "God, that was good," she said at last. She got off me and sat in the grass, her knees wide, the soles of her feet pressed together, letting the breeze blow over her pussy. "Want some more? Something kinky?" I asked, kneeling beside her, my left arm around her slender waist. "As kinky as you want," she said, then pressed her hand to my cheek. "I'd do anything you wanted." I put my hand between her legs, teasing her labia with my fingers. She leaned against me and watched as I put first one. " I replied, taking a healthy swallow. "I thought you'd dumped me."She giggled. "Don't be silly. My Mom taught me proper manners. I always go home with the person I arrive with."I wasn't quite sure how to respond to that. I took another drink.We passed the next hour like that, making light conversation, sampling the food, wandering around talking to the other people there. Every once in a while Debbie would slip in a little double-entendre. I soon came to the conclusion that she was a flirt,.