She had never been one to hide her body from them. She didn't want them to grow up sexually inhibited like the rest of the country. She had been open ...nd candid with their questions as they grew up, little knowing that it would eventually lead to this.Then another quiver of anticipation ran through her body as she stopped outside of Rick's room. Recalling that he had been the true instigator of their current situation, she paused in his doorway and reminisced about the day it had happened.The. She was staying over as usual on a Friday night and we were snuggled up together in my bed, she was spooned into me and I had my arms round her waist."How do you know?" I asked and she sighed as I kissed her neck,"Because I like looking at girls" she said simply, "I get excited when I see a pretty girl" How do you mean excited?" Wet of course"I kissed her neck again and she shuddered,"I wish you wouldn't do that" Why not?" Because it feels too nice" How can anything feel too nice?"Before she. ..The unbelievable was that she didn’t mind on guys telling that about her. She even didn’t said anything about it. I didn’t knew pretty much why she didn’t came up to speak on the issue but I guessed she had their reasons, or even appreciated the way people talked about her.“Rhonda, so you don’t see any problem on guys talking how much your are kinky and slutty?”“Why should I, Steve? Let them talk! That’s why people have mouths!”I kept seen her with boys wrapped around her arms and shoulders,. Costuming and dress-up games fumbled in the walk-in closet, peeking and groping and kissing. The uniform of the well-kept slave rolled over her teasing almond skin, clutching her like a possession of great value.Latex rubber, in deep aubergine, rolled over her toes and up to her novice thighs. Jezebel giggled naughty, and smoothed her glossy limbs with tender caresses. She played loose with the hem of her skirt as her royal limbs of purple slickness bent and swung for her audience of one.The.