He raised a brow again, and she quickly corrected herself. "I have never even been kissed, Master." Why not?" he asked, curious."I guess I never met t...e right man, Master," she explained. She hid her own self-esteem issues under the guise of being chaste, as so many women do. "Also, I wished to save myself for whatever man I might one day marry, and making out with strangers or casual sex felt like cheating." She was again rewarded by his pleased smile."You did well, angel," he praised her.. I felt deep shame as my orgasm subsided. My parents would be so ashamed of me if they knew I orgasmed at the thought of praying naked to an infidel. I was betraying my whole religion. I did not reply and my body was so tired I fell asleep with my juices leaking into the bed.*******************The next morning I still had that feeling of shame at my orgasm from the night before. The idea of performing my prayer naked for an infidel had turned me on so much that I could not control my orgasm. It. The spot hit her as she clacked onto the stage with authority. She wore high heeled black boots, violet long socks rolled up to her knees, achingly tight tights, a long unbuttoned black coat over a brief violet top. A good six inches of midriff was laid bare to the delight of the fans and a fake jewel sparkled from her navel.A succession of large shows had honed the band's act to near perfection. They'd figured out what delighted the crowds and blatantly played to the lowest common. " Monica told him. She then walked back to Alma's room. She could almost feel her panties getting wet at the thought of Dustin. Monica thought how cute Dustin was and how lucky Alma was to be dating him.Dustin was having similiar thoughts as he watched the young Latina turn and walk down the hall. Admiring her heart shaped ass in the tight shorts as she walked. 'Wish I was her age again' he thought. He heard Monica in the distance knocking on Alma's door. After a few minutes, Monica returned.