She saw it first and ran to the edge, dipping her toes."Oh, it's cold!" she squealed.I walked to the bank and looked it over, thinking it needed a goo... cleaning. Some memories popped into my mind and I shook my head to clear my eyes of the tears."What's wrong?" Sammi asked, touching my shoulder."Nothing," I replied. "Let's get it cleaned up and swim a little."We took the fallen branches away and spread our blanket near the water. We waded in holding hands and cleared some of the winter debris. She wished Justin would return; at least he didn't treat her like this guy did. Andrew pounded her for a good 20 minutes or so, when he pulled his cock out, ripped off the duct tape which was covering her mouth, and stuck his cock in it to release his load down her sweet throat. He pulled it out, got dressed again, and left the room for a few minutes.Angela had the taste of her own blood and pussy juices in her mouth. She thought it was disgusting. Two minutes after Andrew left, he returned. Every time Master or Mistress stared into my eyes they saw me conceive their child. They told me so. A week later Mistress brought home a pregnancy test, and the following Friday night they threw a big party. They said it was for a new play of Master’s. Of course they invited their ‘boarder’ to the festivities. The three of us knew the real reason, and Master and Mistress’s private celebration with me continued long after the door closed on the last departing guest.They were theatrical like. And Pastor Stephens, and probably other people in the church knew, and said nothing, letting this sin go unpunished, and sinned themselves by lying. After the events of the past few days, Nathan seriously wondered if there was anyone in the church who wasn't a sinner.He sat in the desk chair, holding the folder, and shaking. Tears began to pour down his cheeks. He felt empty inside, as if everything he knew had been torn out and left with nothing. Eventually, he calmed down, took his birth.