”My name…was C… Carol…Master.” Yves smiled. “Excellent age girl…I had hoped you were younger.” He frowned slightly. “They took your ...ame from you didn’t they child?” She nodded. “A pity that, but in had to be done. Now it is up to me to name you…” He smiled the cruelest she ever saw. “Henceforth you shall be named …Carol.” He finished. Carol blanched dropping her chin. She recovered immediately. “Thank you Master.” She managed to strangle out. Yves grinned at her distress then said. “I will. Ok... in a way it was, because we made some good friends and had some really good times. We had a young set of coaches who were quite friendly. Obviously we had debates on their physical attributes. Well, there was this girl in my class with whom I hit it off instantly. There were so many co-incidences through our lives... it was like almost being with a double. We even had similar clothes!I really dont know why, when I think back on it today, my other four friends did not really relate much to. Her hands flicked the hemline higher and higher -- until she pressed her palms against the front of the skirt to make them stop. Then, taking a cursory glance around her, she pulled her hands up.The material came with them. Her mons vibrated strongly now, and she had to look at herself there. Cammy held the material up on her belly until her eyes could focus on her image on the glass. Only when she could see her privates reflected in the window did she drop her skirt. Oh, geez. What am I doing?. Youre hurting me! He didnt stop. Rebeccas Grandpa began to moan slightly and he removed her hand from his erect penis. He leaned up on his elbows and moved on top of her. What are you doing?! She knew what he was going to do. She wanted to die right there at that very moment. She had never even had any thoughts of having sex. This did not feel good. She wondered how anyone could like sex. It hurt so much. Her Grandpa was supposed to love and protect her, not rape her! Spread your legs Rebecca..