The inevitable happened and although neither of us was ready for marriage it was the “right thing to do” and so I became Mrs. Grace Williams. My m...iden name being Darling, hence my Christian name, after the famous English lighthouse keeper’s daughter.When I was a child I loved lighthouses and wished I could live in one like Grace did, Not that I could have been as brave as her and help rescue all those men in that terrible storm.I was small, or should I say petite, but I did have a full chest,. I want you pounding my pussy not shooting your load in my throat. So get on the bed and lie down.” We crawled up on the bed and she pushed me down with my cock pointed straight up. She crawled up over me sitting on my stomach. She bent down and kissed me hard on the lips again. My hands played with her hard nipples causing her to moan loudly in my ear. I squeezed her breasts and nipples and her hips moved on my stomach. She was getting ready to take my cock in her hot wet throbbing virgin. "CONGRATULATIONS STATE CHAMPIONS" itsaid. "GO SPARTANS" another read."So it's a victory party," I said to myself."Perceptive" the Judge startled me again. "I'm so proud of those boys.They really pulled together." Sooooo, I'm not really just here to wait tables, right? I mean, youcould get anyone for that." Oh, sweetie, of course not." And you know I'm not a dancer? So that stage isn't meant forme....right?" No. No. One of the boys likes to DJ. He's very into his music." So what else is there. Her parents just figured she was the typical teenager, her heads in the clouds and her mind far away. She got comfortable again, closed her eyes and drifted back to the dream she was having. She sat atop her ebony throne, the Queen Bitch ruler of all she surveyed. Her servants adored and feared her for her ‘power’. No man could resist her charms and no woman dare deny her the Queen’s embrace. The court was assembled at her whim and the moon shone through the stain glass creating a living light.