I see Jenny and Sylvia sitting on the grass.It looks like they are picking teams as I approach and sit by Jenny and Sylvia to watch. I see the guy fro... the gym that is Jenny’s summer hook-up and Jake, Jenny’s boyfriend on one team. It looks like a group of college guys and a few teens out to have a good time.I notice the teams are seven against six, when I hear someone ask, “do you want to play?” I look and see a guy pointing at me. I nod as I hear Jake groan, because he has seen me play and I. But, o f course, under their code, which she knew she could never understand, he could not, no matter how much he may have wanted to. Life itself meant so little to those brought up in the ghetto jungles, so how could she expect they, the survivors, to care about such a small intimate thing as her lost virginity? She was an object to be used, like a tin can they might suddenly come upon in the gutter and kick along the street until they became bored, and then kick back again into the gutter. I mouthed silently, “She’s a virgin,” but Cheryl motionedfor me to shove.I did as I was told and thrust deeply into my littleAsian playmate. Young-ju let out a cry of surprise andpain. Cheryl leaned down, her head next to Young-ju’s andwhispered encouragements into her ear. I watched as mywife patted Young-ju on her shoulder, and continued tospeak soothingly into her ear.I started to thrust and very quickly became carried away.How could I not? There was a pretty exotic. As her juices began to flow out of her, she took the hand from her slit and placed it in the same place, but over the panties. Her wetness increased as the slight roughness from the cotton excited her clit and the folds of skin below it. Just as the garment was becoming damp, she thrust the fabric has far into herself as her fingers would go, soaking her underwear into a heavy, dripping mass. Anya removed them from her pussy and sucked on her warm, viscous fluids while fingering herself again..