.." the young girl started. She eyed the woman carefully taking in all of her well-polished features. She noticed her hair was asymmetrically cut and ...early shaven on one side; not a nap in sight. Her eyebrows seemed perfect and her lips were glazed, not unlike a hot Krispie Kream. Her figure was well-proportioned and appealing "if" someone happened to ask. Seeing someone so attractive willing to help, the girl was less reluctant in her queries. "I need something to....get my juices flowing,". Some of them do both." Dissatisfaction with one's looks is more a matter of being eighteen than of how one actually looks. I would describe your appearance as delectable. Are you telling me that a girl as pretty as you isn't asked on dates?" It isn't that bad now. But all three college years were a mess. Look, a high-school freshman is awkward. Compared to the freshman boys, however, a girl is a social paragon. I should have been going to the school dance with a boy who hoped I would let him. All persons in the story are 18 or older.It was a hot summer day in june, i was at home because i was on vacation. My mom also was at home, cause she was waiting for the electrician of the municipal works. He should come today to take a look at our sub electricity meter in the kitchen, which was not working in order. It was about 11 a.m when the doorbell rang. As i peeked down the stairs i saw my mom open the door. Outside the door stood a black guy about 6‘3“ tall and with short black hair. He. With a groan, he rolled over on his back and exposed his rapidly swelling penis. With gestures, he indicated he wanted Kim to come down on the floor and suck his cock.Kim shivered again and put her hand over her mouth to keep from screaming and throwing up, from vomiting right there on the bed where she had fucked men--strangers--on for hours on end. Her body ached as if she had been in a six-day bicycle race. Her ravaged young vagina was sore, the pain sharp and stinging now. To her growing.