Maybe you can stop this from happening to somebody else... BelindaI read Wendy's diary a couple of times. After the first fewentries, it started to re...d like somebody's sex fantasies.We all have fantasies; some of us write them down indiaries, other write them down and put the up on theInternet. I would have put it all down to some fantasyexcept for one thing: the bra.It was so big that I thought it was a joke, just likeBelinda did. I could have used one of the cups as a hat andthe other to. What they didnt know was i knew better. sex hurts , try being raped at the age of 7, theres nothing fun about it...i had been raped by my cousin who was 19-20 ish at the time, this was be for i was kiddnapped.any way they taught us about these toys that brought pleassure.i fought them every way... they would call me a little bitch, degrade me say i was worthless.. that i might as well be bred with dogs since i was always animalistic.. when i was 13 i had started my period... i wouldnt let any. "I guess that's all right," she said. "I mean, I love you both, and I don't want to choose between you." You don't have to," Cammy told her. She leaned in and kissed her friend on the lips. It was tender and sweet, and Lance nearly gasped at the sight. Despite the short interval since his last orgasm, he found himself growing erect again.When the kiss ended, Cammy glanced down and giggled. "I can see Lance likes this arrangement," she said. She reached out and took hold of it, sending a shiver. I could enjoy it for a moment. Feeling my breath coming out in shallow, guilty puffs I relished the feel of her silky flesh as I kept picturing her fingers buried inside of herself. Her pussy would be tight and never touched by any hands but her own. I pictured myself rubbing her pearl, and the glistening liquid that would coat those lovely lower lips. Yes, I am a virgin, but I have pictured these things in my mind many times, but never, never while I was touching her.I closed my eyes and.