His appetite for food is strange as well. He prefers young women they say. All rumors born of fright, but that’s what I’ve heard.”Athea had list...ned as intently as all of them. She looked at her brother, rolled her eyes and sighed.“OK, I guess it’s fair. I got my amazons and now you get a bloody war. Maybe the girls and I can find fun in it too. At least some of the rumors sound fascinating,” Athea said musing.All stared at the crazy pixie, only Roban was grinning.“Do you think it’s all a joke?. Amy I think."I wish I had tits like yours though. That would be awesome." What? These? Ha! I can't believe you said that!"I could just picture Amy blushing."Well they are! They're so ... huge!" Does your mom have big ones?" I guess. Kinda." Then don't worry about it. You'll get there."(She did too. By the time she was fifteen she was filling a C-cup bra rather nicely. Not huge, but very nice handfuls.)"And anyway, it's not how big they are. It's how nice a guy can make them tingle that. My history is that of almostany young woman of my generation. There is nothing startling or unusual init indicating a predilection for the dark side. My place of birth, my childhood,my time at the university, these are all totally immaterial. This is not amemoir or a biography. If you continue to read, you will have to accept the experiences I was forcedto record at face value. I give no explanations or justification for what mylife has become. My journals relate what was done to me over ten. A few minutes later he told me to lay belly down on his sleeping bag, it smelled like stale sweat but it was soft, then I heard him getting undressed. He got down beside me and started playing with my ass, I heard him spit on his finger, and then he was sliding it in and fingering me. I parted my legs and he asked if I wanted to get fucked. I was really nervous, but at the same time was wanting it, so said, yes fuck me. I felt him spit right on my ass.Then he was getting on me, I felt his dick.