Deciding to do something to keep her mind off the upcoming events, Lacie slipped into the library and picked up a new book. Flopping down into her fav...rite chair, Lacie began to read. It only seemed like a few minutes before Lacie realized how late it was. She had almost missed dinner. Dashing downstairs, Lacie caught up with the other girls outside the dining hall. Puffing her apologies, Lacie walked in with the rest of them. Dinner was a tense affair, conversation being short, undercurrents. We were taught how to apply lipstick and lipgloss, rouge, eye-shadow etc. The emphasis was not to overdo it. We wereyoung girls and hardly needed make-up at all, but just a little didwonders. It also covered up the very fine scars in the region of ourforeheads, cheekbones, chins and throats which is where I was reallyaching when I first woke up. We were taught how to manage our hair. Atfirst our hair was fairly short but as it grew longer over the months wecould do more with it. First in. He held her equally strongly, nuzzling the top of her head and whispering his love.At length the storm passed."I must go to the loo," he whispered, "then I'm going to make us some tea. Sound good?"She nodded against his chest.With one final kiss to the top of her head he prised himself away from her, slipped on his own dressing gown and went via the bathroom downstairs. He put the kettle on and looked in the larder. There, wrapped up in tinfoil, was some ginger cake from last weekend. It seemed. A response to the message was almost immediate, 'what's your address, I am on my way, Ben xxx'. The feeling in my stomach was indescribable and I didn't know what to do. I typed my address and paused before pressing the send button. Do I let a total stranger I had only met that day come over and fuck me? As I plunged my vibrator into my soaking pussy I hit the send button and instantly climaxed again.Only ten minutes had passed and I heard the door bell. I went downstairs wearing only my.