She had just had her first sexual encounter, and it had been with Scott. The class clown with a reputation for being a horny beast. Her head was spinn...ng. The way he touched her had made her feel like a sexual goddess, but in her mind she felt like she was just an innocent little virgin. Leaving her dad to watch whichever lame TV show was on, she had skipped upstairs to do homework; but things weren’t exactly going to plan. She was stretched out on her bed in shorts and a baggy t-shirt staring. Besides, I felt it was important you knew who we really are?" Why me?" It had been one of the many questions burning in the back of my mind since I found out he had requested me to come here. "Surely you could've found a better replacement for Ashlee besides me. That's not why you brought me here, is it?" No, not really," he said directly and leaned slightly forward. "What I did to you back in Andersonville, and at your trial, was for your own good. Now you may think I was being a little hard. I shaved my mound also…After leaving the bathroom, I moved naked around the house.I really did not pay much attention to Heavy Feather, who was quietly laying on the floor at the kitchen’s door. I sat down on the couch and spread my legs, moving my fingers down and starting to rub my already wet pussy lips. As it started to get better, I decided to get up and go upstairs to our bedroom and use a few of my rubber sex toys.As I began to raise up, Heavy Feather came over and tried to put his nose. It wasn’t like when you have a cold sweat, but more like her whole body was made out of ice… cold… frozen like her eyes which never showed a sign of compassion. As she glided around the bed as if she was walking on the air itself, she saw some blood had begun to trail down my mouth and as I blinked she was kneeling on the bed, her piercing blue eyes were directly staring into my amber eyes, as she spoke she brushed my dark brown hair across my face, her right hand with sharp finger nails, that.