But it was already too late for her. As I said the last word of the incantation, her eyes closed. "Open your eyes," I commanded. They fluttered open. ...It is a lovely day. Let's walk." Obediently, she followed me."What is your name?" Caitlin," she answered. I smiled. Caitlin is an ancient Celtic name meaning pure. My sacrifice was pure. A good omen indeed.We walked on. I waited for her to say something but she didn't. "You may talk," I said."It is a lovely day for walking, isn't it?" she. Stop, it hurts." I didn't answer. I went back to her clit to soothe her nerves, then pressed in two fingers. She had a very different reaction this time. Her hips pushed toward my fingers wanting me to go in further. Both of my fingers disappeared inside her pussy, and she began to gyrate in a motion that said she was ready to accommodate my cock. My fingers were stained with a small amount of virgin blood but mostly wet from her excitement. I penetrated her slowly with only the head of my. Then she sprayed it with hairspray. Marilyn opened a small jar of foundation and using two fingers, began to apply it to my face. A bit of blusher and a light rose lipstick completed my makeup. It was the first time I had ever worn makeup and the smell of it, the taste of it, the feel of it made me feel wonderful! Marilyn did her own hair, then came in and handed me a purse before we left for church. I was so excited that I forgot most of the people's names, but they had accepted me for what I. She put some bubbles in it. For a moment Ithought she would insist on bathing me, but merely warned me not to getmy face or hair wet."Caroline, I will lay out your clothes. Will you need any helpdressing?"No mom. I can dress myself." Good, I will get dressed and then go help Jordan. I'll see you beforethe ceremony."She gave me a hug and kissed me on the cheek. Then she left me to fendfor myself in the bathroom. I smelled like flowers when I got out ofthe tub. I quickly dried myself and went.