TETMD C23: Micky Dolan - Brianna's Story

Uncle Micky

Subject: Dolan's Diaries - TETMD Chapter 23, Brianna's Story - Part 2

The Evil That Men Do

TETMD is a unique, seldom-seen, multi-chapter, collaborative storytelling by Uncle Micky and Candice Sawyer.

Join us in a journey down the rabbit hole of debauchery, lust, murder, intrigue and, the marketplace for young girls.

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This is part two of Brianna's story. With her father dead and Keith working his way into her family, Brianna finds that as her life gets darker, her closest freind are leaving. Brianna is enrolled at the Towsley School for Girls where she meets Ja'quoia.

Story codes: M/g oral, g solo, b/g oral

Updated: September, 2019

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!!!WARNING!!!!

This file contains sexually explicit material which may include graphic depictions of underage, nonconsensual and unprotected sex as well as incest, adultery, and sodomy. It is distributed on a website clearly identified as "For Adults Only". Possession by a minor is strictly forbidden. If you are not legally empowered to be in possession of such material, do not read it and delete it immediately.

This work is copyrighted 2016 to the author. It may be posted to non-commercial "free" sites or in the "free" area of commercial sites so long as no changes are made to the content and the Author information is retained. Any other use of this work is by written permission of the Author only.

Obviously, this is a work of fiction and no actual person, living or dead is represented herein.

(Many thanks to our colleague Phil Gorman for his proofing and editorial assistance)

The Evil That Men Do

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Micky Dolan - Chapter 22 - Brianna' Story Part 1

The night Keith and Anna were engaged was a strange one for Brianna. Her mother's happiness was genuine and, quite frankly, infectious. Keith's happiness seemed more like self-satisfaction, or smugness, to Brianna. She honestly did not see two people in love. She saw one person making a bargain for security, and another … well, she couldn't figure out what Keith was up to. If only she could talk to Charlie. She was sure he could figure it out.

When they got home from dinner, Brianna quickly went upstairs while Keith and her mom said their goodnights. Brianna waited quietly until her mother came up the stairs. She listened, as her mom got ready for bed, and softly knocked on her door once she was certain she was in bed. There was no answer. Brianna slowly opened the door, entered the room, and approached her mother's bed. From the sound of mother's breathing Brianna could tell that her mother might not wakeup until she had completely slept off the effects of the night's alcohol.

Brianna returned to her room and formulated a plan. Everything depended on her mom sleeping in and Devyn driving her to school.

As usual, since her father's death, Brianna got herself up and ready for school. She made her own breakfast and prepared her own lunch. Sometimes her mom was awake and up; but, most of the time, she was still asleep. Brianna picked out her own clothes carefully that morning. She had a special set of undergarments that she had recently purchased for a special occasion. Once she was ready, she ran to the garage and walked her bike out next to the side door where Devyn picked her up. She scooted back inside and waited by the front window. Sure enough, Devyn was going to take her to school! She casually walked out and stood with a hand on the handlebar of her bike.

Devyn got out of the car and gave her a quizzical look.

"Devyn, we're having a bike ride fund raiser at school today. All the kids are bringing their bikes!" Then, with a pout, she added, "Almost everyone is biking to school, except me"

Devyn shrugged his shoulders, opened the trunk and stowed the bike away. Brianna crawled into the back seat feeling very good about her plan. When they were a little more than a block from school, Brianna practically climbed over the seat asking, "Devyn, can I please ride my bike from here? I'll look like a huge dork if the other kids see you taking my bike out of the trunk! Pleeeease Devyn, you can watch me the rest of the way!"

Devyn didn't quite understand how he got this assignment. All he knew was that Mr. Semple paid very well and that the work wasn't all that hard. He slowed the car and started to pull over to the side. Driving the kid around was pleasant enough and he was starting to grow fond of her. He had found himself referring to her in his mind as 'baby-girl', an expression he usually reserved for his nieces. He contemplated her request, 'Christ! Just let kids be kids! Poor girl has no friends and lives like a hermit … what the fuck!' he thought.

"Baby-girl, you're heading directly to school, right?"

Brianna liked being called "baby-girl" by Devyn … it just sounded right. Gleefully, she replied, "Yes, yes, yes Devyn! I promise, right to school!"

Devyn looked at her hanging on the back of the seat and said, "OK baby-girl, but you can't tell anyone! This is between you and me." Devyn got out of the car and removed the bike from the trunk. Brianna was on it in a flash. She took a moment to store her gear, put on her helmet and thanked Devyn one more time. She took off like a shot towards school acting like the happiest kid in the world.

Devyn stood and watched her ride away and thought, "Hmmm, nice ass." He shook the thought from his mind, got back in the car, turned away from the school and went to get some breakfast.

After half a block, Brianna slowed and looked back in time to see Devyn driving away. She pumped her fist and exclaimed, "Yes!"

Brianna changed direction and began the ride to the market. She made pretty good time and, when she arrived, she rode around to the back parking lot where she knew Charlie would be arriving. She stowed her gear, hid her bike, sat down on a bench and waited. She didn't have to wait long; she knew he was always the first one at the market in the morning. As he pulled into his parking spot, she stood and watched his expression when he saw that she was waiting for him.

Charlie practically jumped out of his car when he saw Brianna. He came to her, with his arms wide, saying, "Brianna! My Lord, girl! What are you doing here?" He took a quick look around and folded his arms around the young beauty as they met.

Brianna said nothing; she hugged Charlie with as much passion and force as she could muster. He felt and smelled so good! She wasn't sure; but, she could swear that she felt him starting to get excited. She loosened her hug, leaned back and gazed up into his face, "Oh Charlie … I've missed you so much! I have to talk to someone! I don't know what's happening and you're the only one I can talk to!"

Looking around again, Charlie asked, "How did you get here? Are you alone?"

"I rode my bike … I'll tell you about it later."

Charlie released her, placed an arm around her shoulder, and the two of them went inside and up to his office. Brianna told him about her "escape" from Devyn and the events of the previous night. Charlie listened intently and only interrupted her for clarifications. When she finished with her story, he asked her to stay in the office while he gave her tale some thought. Charlie quietly laughed to himself, he often thought about her 'tail'! He took care of a few items in the market, greeted his early arriving workers and made his way back to the office.

He sat in front of Brianna and said, "I believe it's the money. He wants to control all the money … and the business. Keith may have some feelings for your mother and you; but, I believe his only real passion is focused on wealth and power. By marrying your mom, he gets full control of the proceeds of the sale and the remaining parts of the company!"

Brianna pondered this and replied, "I hope you're right. I know he's up to something, I just can't figure out what it is. Honestly, as long as he takes care of mom, I could care less about the money or the business. I really hope you're right."

"Brianna, you and I will have to keep a close watch on him. If either of us hears or sees anything odd, we have to tell the other, understand?"

Brianna rose up and hugged Charlie, who remained seated. "I knew I could count on you. You're the best friend I've ever had!" Brianna was cradling Charlie's head against her chest. She could feel her nipples begin to stiffen as she slowly rocked back and forth. Charlie noticed it as well. He managed to turn his head enough so that her right nipple was directly against his lips. He locked on and surprised Brianna, who jumped a bit but didn't pull away. If anything, she slowed considerably and pressed her nipple against Charlie's mouth.

Charlie, with his arms around the raven-haired beauty, leaned back in his chair and slid her down until her face was even with his. They looked eye-to-eye, for a moment, and Charlie knew that she was his to do with as he pleased. They kissed; her long silky hair fell to her right and created something of a natural curtain, shutting off half the world from the two lovers. By now, Charlie's hands were cupping her toned, tight ass. As he caressed her, Brianna started to groan out low, soft moans.

Charlie's hands felt soooo good. Brianna was surprised at how good he was making her feel. He leaned forward and reached a hand down her leg to her sneakers. In no time her sneakers were off (she wore white ankle socks with pink trim!) He cupped her ass again before moving her so he could unfasten the front button of her pants. Charlie knew what he wanted. Brianna had no idea what she needed; but, Charlie was about to show her.

Charlie carefully slid her pants down and then sat still, staring at the vision in front of him. Brianna was wearing sexy little pink panties! They had a one-inch wide, light pink, lacy elastic band at the top and the actual panty part was a beautiful pink satin fabric that clung to her like a second skin. Charlie had seen a lot of beautiful things in his life and this sight ranked right up there with the best!

Brianna watched his reaction and was quite proud of herself; she had made a grown man stop and admire her, simply by being sexy. Somehow, she felt that she understood men, and boys, a whole lot better. While she felt or sensed things; for the most part, guys saw things.

Charlie sat back a bit, looked at Brianna and said, "Those ... you … are beautiful!"

Brianna smiled, shifted her weight and replied, "I had to sneak back to the store to buy them. I got them for when we would see each other again." She smiled a loving smile and leaned in to kiss Charlie.

While he was kissing Brianna, he slid his fingers into the sides of her panties and carefully pulled them down, and off the young girl. Brianna leaned back a bit and pushed her pelvis forward. She knew Charlie liked to look at her as he rubbed his dick; but, this time, it was different. She didn't know what was going on when he stood, turned, and placed her on the chair he had just been sitting in.

Charlie could see that his girl was confused. He smiled at her as he knelt down, grasped her ankles and lifted her feet until they rested on the front edge of the chair. Charlie's view was of one of the most beautiful sights he had ever seen. Brianna's legs were long for a girl her age and had just the right amount of weight to them so they weren't skinny. Her maturing pussy was a pouty, now pinkish split mound, just starting to open in reaction to the spreading of her thighs. At the top of her slit was a delicate, brownish clitoral hood and, as her outer labia began to part, her inner lips started to peek through her widening slit.

Brianna was still uncertain about what was going to happen. Charlie looked at her and she sensed his love. She asked, "Charlie, are we going to make love? I don't think I'm ready for that yet. I want you to be my first … and last … lover. But I'm not sure if I'm ready." She saw his smile and love grow deeper at hearing her words.

Charlie placed his hands under her ass and lifted her forward a bit saying, "No, Brianna, today isn't the day. I do so much want to be the one for you. This morning, though, we are going to take our secret a little bit deeper."

Charlie spread her thighs further, leaned forward and placed his head between them. He inhaled deeply, taking in the fresh, untouched aroma of the girl of his dreams. He shifted his hands so that his thumbs were in position to open Brianna further. He spread her lips until her tiny sweetness was open for his enjoyment. Charlie leaned in and kissed Brianna's virgin pussy. Brianna shuddered and instinctively tried to pull away. There was nowhere to go and, truth be told, she didn't want to go anywhere. He kissed her again and again. Brianna thought she was going to burst open from all the new intense, sensations.

At times, she threw her head back with her eyes closed as he kissed her; but, she fought through so that she could watch what he was doing. As his tongue ran up her slit to under her hood and, came in contact with her clit, she could feel herself losing control. The tingly feelings were gone, the electric jolts were washed away, the waves of pleasure turned into tsunamis of sensation. She knew she was moving and making noises, but she couldn't make out what she was doing or saying.

Brianna herself had the word tsunami come to her mind and later realized just how accurate that was. What she was experiencing, for the first time, started deep and low inside her. The pleasure was deep inside and it slowly rose in a wave as it moved through her young body. Eventually, all the great feelings she had previously felt were wrapped together and intensified. Every lick of Charlie's tongue, every flick on her clit, drove her higher, and higher, until … the explosion!

She never in a million years would have expected to feel the way she felt at that moment. Brianna felt a flash of light, she felt like she was falling into herself, she felt Charlie, and she felt like getting sick. She knew she was squirming and, apparently Charlie was holding her up by the ass. His mouth was still on her pussy and she was jerking into his face. Her hands were on his head; she was arched and bridged from his head to the back of the chair. Her right leg somehow got hooked over his shoulder and she suddenly knew she had to stop him or she would lose all control. Everything was too much! She was at an overload point.

"Oooooh … Charlie … (pant) …. Charlie … stop … (squirming upwards, bracing her right leg on his back) … Charlie!" Charlie stopped and gazed at his love. She just had her first orgasm and he took her to it! Charlie stopped tonguing her and simply, softly, kissed her juicy pussy; gently sucking in her delectable juices. Charlie set her down and watched as she recovered. Once she had gathered her wits, he said, "My love, we need to get you straightened out and back to school."

"Charlie! Forget about school! Hold me! I need you to hold me!"

Charlie couldn't believe he was so callous to her feelings. He gathered her up and held her dearly. She was still undressed from her waist down and he marveled at how soft and sensuous her skin felt. While holding her, she melted into his arms and experienced a few small "after-shocks" of pleasure. She held him close and whispered, "I love you". He didn't whisper but, rather, made a point of saying aloud and with conviction, "I love you, Brianna Fason … you're my one and only!"

They clung to each other a little while longer and eventually relaxed their hug. Brianna, with Charlie's help, got dressed. He slowed her long enough to make an erotic display of putting her pretty panties back on her. When they left the market there were only a few employees at the store. Brianna snuck her way out back, without being seen, and Charlie told them he had to run an errand. He put Brianna's bike in the back of his car and drove her to school. Charlie was surprised by the intensity of her farewell at the school. For some reason, that she couldn't explain, Brianna suddenly felt that she would never see Charlie again.

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Since her father's death, the staff at her school never really questioned Brianna about her comings and goings. For the most part, she was always in class and maintained some of the highest grades in school. That day, she was excused for being absent the first three periods and was sent to her next class. What Brianna didn't know, was that the automated attendance computer had already left a message at home reporting her as absent from school. An hour after the automated call, Anna called the school and was informed that Brianna was currently in class. Anna decided she needed to have a good long talk with Brianna that afternoon.

A short while later, Keith called Anna and they chatted for a half hour before she mentioned that Brianna had not been at school for a good part of the morning. Keith was fuming at his end of line. He told Anna that they needed to take some sort of action that would ensure Brianna's safety. She just couldn't be off and running around, without anyone knowing or keeping an eye on her. Anna was in total agreement with Keith and asked what could be done. Keith suggested that Brianna attend a school like the Rolfe Academy and promised to look into it for her.

After getting off the phone with Anna, Keith didn't know what course to take first. Keith wanted to fire Devyn, but had no one to take his place. He wanted to get Brianna transferred today, but realized that would be impossible. So, he did what he could do, he had Devyn report to him immediately. Keith ripped him up and down for thirty minutes. Devyn stood stoically and took everything the little shit had to give him without showing a bit of emotion. Once Keith was worn out, Devyn quietly asked if there was anything else. Keith, panting, simply told him to do his fucking job.

Devyn walked out of the office and swore, that one day, he would snap the little shit's neck with his own hands.

Keith called the Rolfe Academy about transferring Brianna, and was firmly rebuffed by the Headmaster. No amount of money or pleading could sway the fucking Satrap's iron mind. Keith searched some more and found another school which appeared to fit the bill. The Towsley School for Girls became Keith's new first choice. After one phone call, he was invited to visit the school that afternoon and meet the Headmistress. He was told, on the phone, that Brianna could enroll as a day student or as a boarding student. Keith liked that the school was tough on discipline and emphasized a traditional classical education for their girls. The school was very secure and almost impossible to get into or out of without several security checks.

Keith was pleased. He called Anna and said he would be over later so they could talk things over. Anna suggested he arrive at seven so they could have dinner together. He gladly made the date.

While touring the school, Keith thought he had died and gone to heaven! Hundreds of pretty little girls wearing their cute little uniforms! They all smiled at him and were so friendly! After an hour of this most exquisite torture, he had reached his absolute limit. He excused himself to the men's room where he masturbated to an explosive orgasm. After a few minutes to regain his composure, he emerged from the men's room and was escorted to the Headmistress' office.

The Headmistresses was a stern woman. She was short, overweight, and wore clothes that looked like they were bought at the Headmistress Warehouse Discount Store. She smelled of cats.

She was no-nonsense and tough as nails. Keith was thoroughly disgusted and impressed at the same time. She described the various extracurricular activities available at the school which he was happy to hear included a swim team and a martial arts club! The academy only offered advanced academics, which presented no problem, considering Brianna's academic success so far.

As for enrolling, the Headmistress strongly recommended waiting three weeks, until the end of the quarter. Regarding residence, she said it was their choice. If he and Anna wanted Brianna staying there, it would present no problem at all. If she was to be a day student, they had secure vans and cars to transport their students, to and from school, for a "minimal" fee. He could also arrange part-time boarding, if needed. Many parents paid a retainer for this convenience. Keith said he and Brianna's mother would have to discuss what course to take. Keith asked if there was any need at the school for volunteer tutors, or anything that parents could do to help. The look he got from the Headmistress prepared him to hear a "no", but, instead, she said that his, or his fiancés' talents would be welcome at any time.

At about the time Keith was visiting the Towsley School, Anna and Brianna were sitting down for a chat. Anna did the vast majority of the talking, as Brianna refused to admit to doing anything wrong. Brianna simply said she needed to get away and be by herself for a while. She had no response when Anna reminded her of the times she was allowed to stay home for just that very reason. The more Anna inquired about where she went, the angrier Brianna became, which led to Anna getting angrier. There was nothing positive going on between the mother and daughter. Brianna insisted that she had just rode her bike around while Anna was sure there was more to the story.

Eventually, the passions of the past months came to the surface and erupted. Both of them were crying and yelling at each other. Anna saw her own parents in her behavior and became extremely frustrated with herself, which she took out on Brianna. Brianna couldn't help but feel that her mother's behaviors had somehow led to her father's death, although she would never say such a thing out loud. Brianna also had secrets to keep, secrets she could not tell her mother or anyone. One last unspoken problem with Brianna was the growing discomfort she had with Keith becoming part of her family.

Brianna fled to her room in tears; Anna reached for the bottle of vodka hidden above the refrigerator.

By the time Keith arrived, Brianna had sealed herself in her room and Anna was one sheet to the wind. Keith warmed up some leftovers, so Anna could have something to eat, and explained as best he could the positive feelings he had about the Towsley School for Girls. They decided to wait until the end of the quarter to transfer Brianna and then start her as a day student, at least until the wedding. Keith recommended they say nothing to Brianna for a week or so, or at least until all the arrangements were made.

Keith made love to Anna that night with the passion a man would have for the most desirable woman in the world. As he later drove home, he smugly considered that his performance was worthy of an Academy Award.

The next morning, Brianna was surprised, and very happy, to see Devyn driving up to take her to school. Once seated, she looked in the mirror as Devyn looked back at her, and she said, "Devyn, I'm so sorry about lying to you. I hope you didn't get in any trouble with Keith."

Brianna was uncomfortable as Devyn silently looked at her in the mirror. Eventually he said, "I'm OK; just don't ever try anything like that again. Starting today, I drop you off in the faculty lot where a teacher will escort you into school. That's where I'll pick you up, same deal."

Brianna apologized once again and sank in the seat, feeling very, very bad.

The next two weeks passed in the same manner. Arrangements to send Brianna to Towsley had been made; and Anna and Keith decided not to say anything to Brianna until just before the transfer. Over the next week, Anna and Brianna barely spoke. Brianna hid, Anna drank and screwed Keith. Keith acted the part of a loyal fiancé, and all the joy left their lives.

Brianna still had her swimming and martial arts, which helped a lot, but she was disappointed because Hunter was often away at competitions and, when he was around, he was training heavily. They didn't have time for any fun.

Five days before the end of the quarter, Anna and Keith took Brianna for a drive and ended up at the Towsley School. On their way, they told her about their decision and, before she knew it, she was on a tour of the facility with her mother and the swim coach. Even though it was a Sunday, Keith settled in the library's "Tutor Corner" and waited to offer academic help to any takers. He did help two sweet young things with their math and was able to discreetly stroke himself while they worked on the equations. He was one happy camper!

Despite all her sadness, Brianna was actually becoming very interested in the Towsley School. It was very well kept and, all of the facilities appeared up-to-date. She had met the swim coach at a meet once before and knew her to be one of the best coaches in the entire state! The gym and martial arts room were both state-of-the-art and the martial arts instructor was a wonderful older woman who was very endearing.

Brianna decided she liked the school uniforms the girls wore. She felt relieved that she wouldn't have to try and keep up with the latest fashions at school any more. Many of the girls at Towsley that she encountered seemed very pleasant. When she toured the dorms, she considered the idea that she might just like staying there. Still, she whispered to her mom, "Do I have to live here?"

Anna replied, "No, I couldn't imagine not having you near; but, if at some time you think you might like to try it, we could look into it. Would you be alright if you stayed here for short times? Like, when Keith and I go on our honeymoon?"

Brianna stopped and pondered this … the idea was actually fine with her! "Mom, I don't see a problem with that. Would I have a roommate?"

"We'll just have to see how they do these things."

Brianna slipped her arm around her mother's arm and together they completed the tour. They met up with Keith and went to the Headmistress's office. The papers were signed, tuition was paid, and a retainer fee put down to cover room and board, when needed. The Headmistress was very accommodating and said she would try to have Brianna's accommodations determined when she started school. In a week, Brianna would become a "Towsley Girl!"

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The girl in the mirror stared back at Brianna. As she gazed into her own eyes, she could once again feel the self-awareness of her own unique being. The sensation was always odd; she felt the way she felt when her father used to gaze at her. The feeling was usually the same; she was turned inside out and laid bare for examination. It wasn't frightening anymore; but, rather, had become eerily exhilarating. The mirror always allowed her to see herself, to see the depths of her being. Brianna then thought of her mother; when she gazed into her eyes, she found it difficult to sense anything. She was afraid her mother was removing herself from the world. Brianna loved the days when her mother was present with reality. If she could just get her to stay with reality, there might be hope. Whenever Brianna tried to gaze into Keith, she was unable to see anything. Keith was nothing, which wasn't all together unusual; she couldn't "read" everyone. He provided for her and her mother; but, that was about all there was. Regardless, something about him still just didn't sit well with her.

Again she gazed at her long, lean body in the mirror and was pleased. Her mother had gotten her a new outfit for her birthday. It was a form-fitting, white, mid-thigh shirt/dress with a matching above-the-knee length pant. There wasn't much left to the imagination, and Brianna loved it! Keith was unable to muster the words to say what he thought earlier that evening, when she came down the stairs, before they headed out for her birthday dinner. Her mom simply gushed over how beautiful she was. At the restaurant, she could feel eyes on her and sensed nothing negative from anyone. She did feel plenty of lust and saw it in the eyes of a lot of the men present. She knew many men thought she was pretty; but, this was very new to her. Outright, blatant lust! She liked it! She liked what it meant and understood that she needed to be careful, very careful, in how she used this new … new … power.

Brianna returned her attention to the girl in the mirror. She placed her hands on her abdomen and carefully ran her hands over the fabric, pressing it tight against her body. She turned right, left, and back to view herself from all angles. She was starting to develop some real, girl-shape. She loved her thin waist and spreading hips. Her legs were fantastic! They rose, lean and strong, to what she thought was a perfect ass. Her thigh gap was perfectly proportional and the overall lower part of her body was shaping up nicely.

Brianna was a bit disappointed that she hadn't developed much up top. She ran her hands over her little nubs; they were more like nipple buttons than breasts. She sat down on the bed and laughed as she remembered the day, a few months back, when she ran topless, and scared, to her mother proclaiming that she had breast cancer. She had felt hardness under her nipple and remembered the recent Breast Cancer Awareness Program at school. Anna had calmed her down, checked her breasts, sat down with her, and explained she was simply starting to develop a bit more of a breast bud. The two of them laughed and hugged. Brianna sat smiling while remembering. Without thinking, she had started to massage her little breasts while she reminisced.

Brianna reached above her head and pulled her arms down, through the sleeves of her dress. Standing, she pulled the tight dress up and over her head. Pausing, to look in the mirror for a moment, she noted how much she approved of the way she looked with her hair all tousled up. She shook her head back, slid her hands down the sides of her body; slipped out of the short, tight pants and her panties at the same time. She liked the way her over-the-calf white stockings looked on her legs.

She returned her attention to her nipples. She squeezed her breast buds and tickled her nipples until they became stiff as little erasers. She noticed her areola also puffed out at the stimulation. The feeling was marvelous! It felt good and a little painful at the same time. Regardless, when she pinched her erect nipples, she could feel a reaction between her legs; and that felt great!

Her mind wandered to thoughts of Charlie. She could feel a tightening in her stomach. God! She felt soooo sexy! Brianna sat down on the edge of the bed while looking in the mirror. She twisted her upper body so she was completely turned away from the mirror, and then leaned forward so her hair fell down alongside her face. Then, in one graceful move, she turned back so she was sideways to the mirror, flipping her hair out of the way of her face, and then turning her head to look in the mirror. As she turned, she dipped her chin slightly to her shoulder and smiled. That was the look! Her smile and hair deflected away from her eyes for a moment; but, then you had to look into her eyes. There! She knew she had you trapped!

Brianna sprawled back on the bed and caressed herself with her hands. She sought out those places which felt best when touched. She liked it a lot when she ran her fingernails along the insides of her thighs. She liked to caress the area below her belly button to around either side of her pussy. When done in one long luxurious motion, she couldn't help but lift her butt off the bed in pleasure. She wondered if that motion was her body seeking a dick. She liked that idea and decided it must be true!

Glancing sideways at the mirror; with her hands on either side of her pussy, her legs spread flat, she asked aloud, "But whose dick? Charlie? No ... not now, but he will be first, Chase? Nope. Hunter? … Hunter … mmmmmm … oh yessss …"

Brianna repeated her caresses and this time deliberately arched upwards fantasizing that Hunter's sleek beautiful dick was hovering just above her. On her fourth reach, her right index finger slid along her pussy lips and picked up the warm moisture she was producing. Her finger ended up on her clit as she touched back down on the bed. The sensation from her finger caused her to grind downward. She slowly circled her fingertip on hood of her clit causing an explosion of sensations. She repeated the caress movement upward and, on the drop, she rubbed her clitoral area with two fingers. This time she kept her hands on her pussy and rolled her hips in concert with her manipulations.

In her fantasy, images of Hunter's dick interchanged with memories of Charlie looking up at her as he licked her pussy. As her finger began to rhythmically move on her clit, in her mind's eye she saw her hand stroking Hunter's dick in time with her masturbation. Without thought, she opened her mouth, placed her left thumb inside and began to suck on it as she imagined Hunter's dick sliding in and out of her mouth. It felt so dirty, so sexy, and so good. The harder she sucked, the more her fingers excited her little love button. Sooner than she expected, her legs began to tremble, her hips rose higher and higher, she could feel the build up! It hit like it had at Charlie's; she felt herself falling backward inside herself. As she fell, she was suddenly reversed, as waves of pleasure rolled upwards and lifted her. Several small jerks of her hips were followed by a slow rise off the bed and one massive contraction in conjunction with the largest jolt of pleasure she had ever experienced.

Brianna was suspended for a moment and then fell to the bed gasping for breath. Again, smaller waves rolled through her body, decreasing in intensity as her breathing returned to normal. Somewhere along the line, she had pulled her thumb from mouth; which was probably a good thing, she laughed to herself.

Brianna got up, headed to the bathroom and prepared herself for bed. Today had been a bittersweet birthday for the young beauty. She dearly missed her father and had begun the day with a good cry. Her gifts were wonderful and the birthday dinner was marvelous. The sensations she had picked up in the restaurant were interesting, she felt like a real woman for the first time. In so many ways, her life was starting to change, and it seemed like it was changing for the better!

As she headed to her bed, she thought, 'Now, I need to formulate a plan for Hunter!'

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Brianna sat in the back bleachers at the gym, watching Hunter finish his workout. There would be a small tournament for the younger kids to finish the day and she knew this would be her last chance to see Hunter alone. They had used workout room number two several times for their secret meetings, which primarily consisted of them engaging in mutual or cross masturbation. When Hunter was finished working out, he looked over at Brianna as she stood and walked to the hallway leading to the workout room. Hunter followed.

As Hunter entered the room, Brianna quickly grabbed hold of him, kicked the door shut and practically ran him against the side wall of the room. She pressed into him and, without a word, the youngsters began to kiss. Hunter was surprised at Brianna's intensity. She was all over him; her hands were inside his uwagi as she was pushing him around to remove it. He broke their kiss, pushed her away a bit and shook the clothing off himself. Almost breathlessly, Brianna removed her uwagi and Hunter gaped at what he saw. She wore noting underneath! Brianna quickly removed her shitabaki and shocked Hunter more than he thought possible. She wore nothing under that!

Not being a fool, Hunter quickly removed the rest of his Keikogi and, in the process stumbled forward into Brianna. He lost his balance for a moment and ended up on his knees, his face directly in front of the eleven-year-old girl's bald pussy! He forgot his embarrassment at falling and took a good look when he felt Brianna's hands on his head, pushing him forward as she lifted a leg onto his shoulder. She placed her pussy directly on his mouth and started to rub it from his chin to his nose and back again. He thought the smell was weird, kind of gross really, but for some reason, he liked it! He even opened his mouth a bit and got a taste! It was weird, but it made his insides roil a bit. Even more interesting, Brianna seemed to like it, a lot!

Brianna liked it, but it wasn't part of her plan. She pulled his head away, removed her leg from his shoulder and knelt down with him. She took him by his shoulders and started to lift him up. Hunter took the clue and stood in front of her. As he stood, her hands slid down his sides until they reached the waistband of his briefs. She slid them down and off. His dick seemed larger now that it was staring her right in the face. She wrapped her left arm around his ass and grabbed on to a firm ass cheek while, with her right hand, she softly grasped his now fully erect dick.

Brianna started to stroke his junior dick as she laid her head against the front of his right hip. On a downward stroke, she let her hand loosen and she shifted herself in front of him. Hunter watched intently as her mouth moved towards the head of his dick and she softly kissed it. She kissed it again, and one more time before she slowly sucked it inside her mouth. Hunter had experienced many new sensations with Brianna; but this, this was the greatest thing on Earth!

His dick felt all warm and moist. It felt that way all around! The sucking sensation was completely new to him and it felt wonderful. Her mouth was a million times better than his hand, or even her hand, although that was pretty fucking excellent. He could tell she liked doing this. Brianna was letting out soft sounds as she slid her mouth back and forth on his dick. She started going a bit faster and stronger; he felt faint.

Brianna almost couldn't believe she was doing it! She saw a couple of videos on the internet, but nothing could have prepared her for the way this felt. His dick felt so good in her mouth. It was, at times, like an out-of-body experience. She could feel every bit of his dick as it slid in and out of her mouth. The fullness of his dick in her mouth didn't feel like anything she ever felt before. Even the Popsicle and banana she had played with in the past were nothing like the sensation of a real dick in her mouth. She could hear his breathing and moaning. She could feel his muscles contracting and releasing. She knew his hand was resting on her head. She held him tight with her left arm while her right hand was massaging his leg just under his ass cheek. This was better than she imagined!

She needed a short break; so, when he was completely inside her mouth; she looked up at Hunter and slowly let his dick slide out of her mouth and into her right hand. With a mischievous smile, she asked, "Is everything OK Hunter? Do you want me to keep going?" She looked back at his dick and kissed it on the head while looking back up at him.

Hunter couldn't believe she stopped! His reply was simple, "Yes! Keep going!" He firmed his hand on her head and pushed her mouth back to his dick.

Brianna kept her right hand (thumb and forefinger) around his dick and sucked him in. She jerked and sucked him for about a minute when she felt him get bigger in her mouth. She knew what the muscle contractions in his legs and stomach meant. Hunter pulled her head back a bit and said, "I'm going to cum, Brianna! It's going to shoot!"

That was what she wanted to hear! She began to suck and jerk him all the more. When it happened, she didn't flinch. It was warm and gooey but not terrible; she sucked and swallowed. She took everything he gave (which wasn't all that much really) and let none go to waste. It wasn't all that bad she thought. Kind of a funky after taste, she wished she brought her water bottle with her. When she looked at Hunter, she saw the happiest boy in the world! He slowly collapsed in front of her. She crawled half on top of him and looked him in the eyes.

God, her nipples felt like they were made of stone! She reached down and felt that she was as wet as she had ever been. She cuddled into Hunter some more and kissed him on the cheek. She felt warm and happy. Hunter turned to look at her and said, "I've been trying to avoid you; but, I couldn't stay away. I got bad news."

Brianna straightened out and lifted herself onto her to her elbow. She thought 'that makes two of us!' but, instead, asked, "What? What bad news?"

Hunter raised himself onto his elbow too, to look at Brianna. "My dad got his transfer papers. It usually happens every three years or so. This was sooner because he requested the transfer. I swear! I didn't know anything about it."

"OK, Hunter, I believe you; where you going?"

"They're letting us move to Florida, to be near my dad's parents. I think it's a good idea, except I have to leave you." Hunter flopped down on his back.

Brianna placed her hand on his chest, ran her fingers over his developing pecs, and said, "I was going to tell you that I'm going to be going to another school and won't be coming here anymore."

Hunter sat up and asked, "What?! Where?! When were you going to tell me!?"

"About a week ago, Hunter, I wanted to tell you right away but you were avoiding me. I'll be going to the Towsley School. It's really quite cool. They have a great swim coach, a huge fancy martial arts room and, if I want, I can live there part-time. I wanted to talk to you so we could figure out how to keep seeing each other. (Now pouting) I guess that doesn't matter anymore, does it? You're moving all the way across the country and I'll never get to see you again."

Hunter moved closer and Brianna folded herself into him when he put his arms around her. Hunter held Brianna for a while. Neither of them cried; they were becoming a bit too world-weary for that right now. Eventually, Hunter kissed the top of her head and said, "Let's get dressed; your ride is probably here already."

Brianna hugged him tight, got her clothes back on and headed out to the front with her gear. Devyn was waiting in the car for her. He got out and opened her door. Silently, she climbed in and, in silence, she rode home. Her only words were a polite, "Thank you" to Devyn when she got out of the car.

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Brianna tried to cover her sore feelings around the house; but, by the next day, her mother had to ask her what was wrong. She took Brianna into the family room where Brian, Anna and Brianna used to watch storms over the bay at night, and asked Brianna if she could help with anything.

Brianna curled up next to her mother and softly cried for a few minutes. Eventually she said, "Mom, there is a boy at martial arts named Hunter. I like him oh so much … it hurts."

Anna knew about the boy and Brianna, but not to the extent at which their relationship had progressed. "There, there, honey. Did he hurt you or your feelings, or did he do something stupid?

"No, mom, he's just a kid like me, but I like him and now he has to move to Florida, I'll never see him again." Brianna started crying again. Anna held her daughter close and said, "I know what you're feeling dear, it'll pass. Everything passes. You've had a difficult year for someone so young. Losing your father, then Chase, and now this young man Hunter. Remember, we will always have each other."

Life, more or less, went back to normal for a few days when, out of the blue, Anna and Keith announced their wedding plans. They were to be married in three weeks in a small private ceremony. Brianna would be Anna's Maid of Honor and the wedding would be held in the garden of the art museum. After the ceremony, and a small reception, the couple would fly off to Bali for two weeks. Brianna would stay at the Towsley School during that time.

Everything went as planned. The run-up to the wedding was exciting and Brianna had a whole lot of fun. Outwardly, she was perfect; but, on the inside, she felt that she was losing her mother. She would soon be completely alone for the first time in her life. Two weeks after starting at the new school, Brianna had to actually stay there for two weeks while the newlyweds went on their honeymoon.

During her first two weeks at the school, Brianna became friendly with a few girls but no one was really her friend. She was depressed over the way everything was turning out. Swimming, as usual, was great and she enjoyed her coach immensely; her classes were challenging, but not really very hard. Lunch was probably the worst. Although she sat with other swimmers, most of them were older than her and there wasn't too much to talk about. When she asked about where and with whom she would be rooming, no one had an exact answer. She was certain she would be put in a room by herself.

After school, the wedding preparations kept her busy and excited; but, at school … well.

Brianna was starting to feel somewhat angry again and the martial arts club hadn't even had a meeting yet. She had no outlet for her rising discontent. The wedding was approaching; Brianna wouldn't be in school that Friday but would return there Saturday after the wedding.

At lunch, on that Wednesday, she didn't want to sit with the swimmers and found a small table off to the side. As she began to pick at her food, she noticed a girl she hadn't seen before. She was tall, almost as tall as she was. Her hair was pitch black and long; long with a wavy-curly sort of perm. Brianna had never seen hair like that. She liked it! The girl had piercing dark eyes and a square jaw. She wasn't skinny, she wasn't fat. She had the body of a very fit woman. Her breasts weren't very big but she had a very attractive body. Her physique, combined with the cute school-girl uniform, made her look gorgeous! Brianna couldn't determine the girl's race. She kind of looked African-American, but then again, she was pretty fair skinned and had freckles.

Brianna looked at her and then looked away quickly when the girl glanced back at her. When Brianna looked up again, the girl was walking to where she was sitting! She carried a small plate of food and a bottle of water. Brianna looked down; the girl was standing at the table. Brianna looked up and smiled. The girl simply said, "May I join you?" Brianna quickly nodded her head.

Sitting down, the girl extended her hand and said, "Ja'quoia McCairan."

"Brianna, Brianna Fason."

"Yeah, I know," she said while looking around the dining room. "It's not easy making friends around here when you first show up, is it?"

"No, it is kind of tough. How do you know me?"

Ja'quoia replied, "You're quite the swimmer, aren't you? I also saw you once at a martial arts competition. You were pretty good there too."

Brianna, warming up to the girl, replied, "I'm sorry; I don't mean to be rude or anything … it's just that … the girls here are nice, just not real friendly. I guess it'll take some time to get know the other girls. Right now I just feel so lonely."

Ja'quoia looked at her plate and moved the food around with her fork, then said, "The Headmistress asked me to meet with you and see if I would mind having you for a roommate. The last girl moved out a few months ago and nobody is pounding on the door trying to get in. What you think? Want to be roomies?"

Brianna was surprised and needed a moment. She realized that this was the first person she met at Towsley who actually tried to be friendly, beyond being polite. Brianna smiled, held her hand out and said, "I would love to give it a try. Are you into the martial arts?"

Ja'quoia took her hand, and replied, "Good. Yeah, I love MA and whatever else that lets me kick some ass! You think you can handle it?"

Brianna smiled as pure a smile as she had ever smiled and simply replied, "You bet your ass!"

The two girls talked over lunch and, then again, after school before Brianna's swim practice. For some reason, they clicked. Brianna felt things were picking up. She had watched Ja'quoia closely and had a few chances to gaze inside her. The girl had had some hard times; she was tough, very tough, but she was good, and she would be a great friend to have.

At first, Ja'quoia was unsure about the tall, skinny, pretty, new girl. Once they met, and talked, she felt much better. She liked the way Brianna looked at her, as if she really cared about her as a person. She loved the way Brianna easily talked some trash about MA. No one was going to kick anyone's ass, but it was going to be great to have a worthy workout partner.

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Ja'quoia had seen some hard times indeed. Her mother, Shardae, was half African-American and half Native-American. Shardae had risen out of one of the toughest neighborhoods in Phoenix to attain the rank of Sergeant in the Army. She was a fearless warrior and great leader. Unfortunately, she met her demise in a West African shit-hole saving her troops when they were hit by an ambush.

Ja'quoia's dad, Steven McCairan, a first generation Irish immigrant, married her mother two years prior to her birth. Steven, a very successful geologist, made well into a six-figure salary locating rich oil deposits in far-flung regions of the world. He had met Ja'quoia's mother when fate had brought them together during a failed, but violent, revolution in Chile. After Shardae's death, Steven threw himself into his work. He made his best efforts to see his daughter whenever he could; which, of course, was never enough. Currently he was in China, exploring the northern slopes of Tibet for potential oil deposits.

Ja'quoia had been at Towsley for almost a year when she met Brianna. She had been through three roommates when finally the administration finally decided to not punish any more girls by having them room with Ja'quoia. It wasn't that she was mean, which she was; or that she was prone to physical outbursts, because she did. The problem was that she had terrible nightmares and terrors that kept her roommates awake for most of the night, almost every night.

When the Headmistress reviewed Brianna's files, and then met her, she literally said out loud to herself, "What the fuck, let's give it a go!" Sometimes that's all it takes to make a great decision.

Ja'quoia felt good about Brianna. She wasn't like many of the other girls and just looking at her seemed to have a calming effect. Brianna also turned out to be a great workout partner. She was very sound, technically; but, still needed to improve her strength. Brianna, being on the swim team, opened some social doors for Ja'quoia that had previously been closed. She cheered for all the girls on the team, which didn't go unnoticed by the girls.

During the two weeks Brianna first stayed with Ja'quoia, their friendship grew even stronger. Their first evening together set the stage for a beautiful friendship.

Brianna had always considered nudity to be restricted to the bathroom or sexual activities; hence, she was taken aback the first time Ja'quoia appeared in the room naked. Ja'quoia came in from the bathroom wearing some slippers and a fluffy white robe. Her hair was pulled back and up to keep it from getting wet in the shower. Ja'quoia walked to her dresser, let her hair down and removed her robe. Brianna couldn't help but stare. She thought, 'Christ! She is absolutely beautiful! She looks like one of the women in those old Greek paintings or sculptures.'

Ja'quoia bent over to open her bottom drawer and Brianna practically went into shock! Ja'quoia's knees were bent slightly, her legs about shoulder width apart and, as she bent over, her ass rose, revealing a pretty pussy with the outer labia barely parting, revealing a cute dark hole at the end. Her pussy looked pouty and soft. It had the lightest covering of dark hair. Brianna actually turned her head slightly to improve her view.

Glancing back, ever so slightly, Ja'quoia noticed Brianna staring and quipped, "What's the matter, girl? Never seen a naked girl before?" Smiling, she stood and turned to face Brianna. She shifted her right hip up and placed both hands on her hips.

Brianna was so embarrassed! She got caught peeking at her roommate and there was no hiding or explaining it away. Brianna struggled to find the words. Ja'quoia's smile lit up her face, which turned her even prettier than usual, if that was even possible. Ja'quoia was now standing full-frontal facing Brianna. Her breasts were half-lemon sized with two dark nipples riding proudly on them. Her stomach was flat and firm. She had an "outie" belly button. Her pelvic bones were defined under her overall tanned skin. Her thin pubic hair looked like it had been styled as it folded inward to create a dark line pointing straight down to her the cleft of her pussy.

Without thinking, Brianna replied, "You're so beautiful! So pretty! … and … no … I've never seen a naked girl before! Not like this … in the locker room yes; but, that's different, it's not like this, I mean … I …"

By this time Ja'quoia was laughing. She had never seen Brianna so flustered. Without giving it a second thought she walked over to Brianna, sat next to her on the edge of her bed and hugged her, saying, "Take it easy, Bree, I was just pushing you a bit. You know we're roommates now? We have no secrets!" She gave Brianna another hug, released her, and stood up to go back to her dresser. Before she could leave, though, Brianna took hold of her hand and stopped her.

Brianna stood and, with tears welling in her eyes, she asked, "Do you mean it? Do you really mean we're roommates and have no secrets? … Am I your sister now?"

Ja'quoia paused, stepped away just a bit and gazed at Brianna. She looked her up and down. Brianna was wearing her pajamas already; a light blue button up top with matching knee-length bottoms. The fabric was partially transparent and Brianna's nipples were clearly visible to Ja'quoia. Ja'quoia looked Brianna in the eyes and said, "Yes, we're sisters, just as soon as you are as open with me as I am with you."

Ja'quoia unbuttoned Brianna's top and gently slid it back off her shoulders. She paused to look at Brianna's developing breasts; they were starting to take form, her puffy areola weren't now quite as prominent since her breasts were forming nicely under them. Ja'quoia slid her thumbs and forefingers inside the waistband of Brianna's bottoms and panties, pulling both to the ground. One leg at a time, Brianna stepped out of her clothes.

Ja'quoia stood up in front of Brianna and took her hand in hers. Ja'quoia stepped back to take a good look. Using Brianna's hand, she slowly spun the younger girl around for a full look. Brianna's skin was lightly tan and absolutely flawless. Her athletic build was in no way masculine; she was developing an erotic feminine shape. Brianna's legs rose strong and shapely to a perfectly shaped ass. Her pussy was starting to naturally puff and had a soft pinkish color with the lightest of black down apparent. Her hips curved symmetrically into a thin waist which was accentuated by her flat stomach. Brianna had a lovely curvaceous body, clearly visible when looking at her sideways. Her shoulders and arms were those of a swimmer; but, like her legs, were definitely feminine in form. Her breasts, although still immature, were pert and pouty, capped by pretty pinkish brown nipples. To Ja'quoia's delight, they were erect as could be.

When Brianna was, once again facing her, Ja'quoia could look deeply into her eyes. Brianna's face might not have had all the features of a professional beauty, but her look captured you and held you captive. Ja'quoia then reached for Brianna's other hand and said, "You are really and truly lovely, Bree. Compared to you … I'm just plain."

Brianna tried to disagree but Ja'quoia wouldn't let her. The two girls embraced in a full body hug. Ja'quoia whispered in Brianna's ear, "Yes, now we are now sisters. We have nothing to hide from each other. I love you with all my heart and you love me the same, right?"

Brianna heard Ja'quoia; but, her attention was focused on the sensation of Ja'quoia's body pressed tightly against her own. She could feel her excitement begin to rise. She stopped herself from moving a little to the side to wrap her leg around Ja'quoia's leg. She felt her insides jump just a little.

Brianna pulled back from Ja'quoia a little and looked intently into her eyes. Brianna saw and felt the other girl's love. Even more so, she saw and felt the honesty of Ja'quoia. Brianna said, "No, not the same, I will love you more and there is nothing you can do about it. You can try, but every time you love me more, my love will naturally grow bigger! Even when you kick my ass, I'll always love you more!"

They hugged, one more time and Ja'quoia, stifling a sniffle, said, "OK Bree, let's get ready for bed." They put their nightclothes on, shared a sisterly kiss, said good night, exchanged vows of love, and went to their respective beds. Ja'quoia slept peacefully through the entire night. Her usual dreams of her father dying, and her unknown terrors of her mother's death, did not come to her that night. Brianna was especially strong that night; her love shielded Ja'quoia, and, at least for one night, no demons visited Ja'quoia.

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Brianna and Ja'quoia fell into a comfortable pattern of life together. They were relaxed around one another and had a rare ease of communication. On their third night together, the two girls were sitting cross-legged on Ja'quoia's bed, facing each other. Ja'quoia was half on her pillow at the head of the bed and Brianna was halfway to the foot of the bed. They were idly gossiping when the conversation turned to the movie shown in the recreation room that night. They had watched the "Thor" movie and got around to discussing the actor who played Thor, Chris Hemsworth. Ja'quoia thought he was hot, saying she would just love to run her hands all over his body. Brianna disagreed saying he was too bumpy, too muscular.

Ja'quoia couldn't believe what she heard! "You mean to say that you wouldn't want to get your hands on that hunk? Girl! He's chiseled! His muscles got muscles! That's what I'm talking about … mmmmmmmmmm."

Nah, I want smart … cool … nice … not some muscle-bound idiot!"

"Oh … so you know what you want? Give it up … tell me …how many hands has little Miss Precious had on her sweet treats?"

Brianna paused, looked down, then looked Ja'quoia right in the eye and said, "Three, three guys."

Ja'quoia's eyes grew wide in amazement, her mouth gaped open, yet no sound emerged. Her hand rose and covered her mouth. In one simple body jump, she moved herself knee-to-knee with Brianna. She leaned in and half whispered, "Three? You're lying … you are lying, aren't you?"

Brianna did not respond; she simply looked back at Ja'quoia.

Ja'quoia exploded in delight! "Holy shit, Girl! You gotta tell me! Tell me all about them!"

"I can't … it's … it's a secret … I can't tell anyone."

"Bree, you remember what we said? No secrets, not between us. If you weren't going to tell me, then you wouldn't have said three guys, right? I'm not gonna tell anyone, never, ever, I swear."

Brianna dropped her head; she sat in silence for what seemed like forever. Then Ja'quoia placed her hand on Brianna's knee and lightly caressed her leg softly saying, "You can tell me, Bree, I'll never tell a soul."

Brianna watched Ja'quoia's hand for a moment and without looking up, she started, "One guy is named Chase. We were friends since … little kids and we used to fool around like, like, well, like little kids do. So, later, when he was twelve … and I was nine … I asked him about guys and jerking off. I got naked for him so he could do it. I wanted to see it happen and find out what it was all about. Anyway, I ended up jerking it off for him. He was pretty good looking, I liked him a lot."

"Shit, girl, you were only nine? Did he come on to you at all?"

"No, at first it was all my idea. Then later we were both into it. All we did was use our hands on each other or do it in front of each other."

"How, where?"

"He lived down the street and had a secret place in the loft of his garage. Eventually his dad found …"

"His dad found out about you two!?"

"No, no, his dad never knew about me and Chase. He just found Chase's secret place with his girlie magazines and stuff. His dad got really pissed and sent Chase away to military school. I really miss him."

"OK, that's one … there were two more, tell me."

"Hunter was a real cute guy I practiced with in Martial Arts."

"Wait, you mean "Cute Hunter"? That kid who won all the championships? Man, I would have liked to have grabbed his ass!"

"I did more than that. We used to duck into an old workout room after practice and fool around. We weren't like boyfriend-girlfriend or anything. It was really a lot like what I did with Chase … except …"

"Except what? Wait, what? Did you … you know … did you DO IT with him?"

"No! I haven't gone all the way … not yet … but I did ... "

"What? What did you do … wait … did you? Oh no! Don't tell me you …"

Brianna smiled and nodded her head. "Yep, I sucked his dick."

Ja'quoia let out an excited scream, leaned into Brianna and said, "Oooh no … you did, didn't you? You gave him a blowjob! You put his dick in your mouth and … and ... did you … when he … ?"

Brianna grinned and nodded her head, "Yep, all of it. I let him cum in my mouth and I swallowed everything!"

Ja'quoia let out another scream. She sat upright with her balled fists up against her mouth. Her eyes were as wide as saucers as she stared at Brianna. Ja'quoia softened a bit and asked, "What was it like? The whole thing. I've never done that. Shit, I haven't done anything. What was it like?"

"Ja'quoia, it's all so wonderful! Having someone else get you off is the best thing in the world. You help them and guide them to what you like; but, still, there is someone else who wants you to feel soooo good! Then afterwards, all you want to do is make them feel good too. I swear, when I sucked Hunter, I almost came myself! And … having a pretty dick to play with is great. I wouldn't ever want one of those things myself; but, having one to play with when you want is just fucking fantastic!"

"How many times did you … suck Hunter?"

With a pout, Brianna replied, "Just once, he had to move to Florida a few days later ... I really miss him sometimes. He was such a good practice partner."

"So, I'm no good to practice with?"

"No, you're great. Maybe I was just thinking about the after practice fun we had."

Ja'quoia was lost in thought for a moment and then asked, "You said there were three. Who was number three?"

Without understanding the import of what she was saying, Brianna replied, "I can't talk about him. It's a secret and, he would get in trouble."

Ja'quoia's eyes lit up once again, "You had sex with an older guy!? How much older? Not old, old? You don't have to tell me everything. Just tell me about it. I swear I won't tell anyone!"

With a sigh Brianna said, "Yeah, he's an older guy … not real old or anything but, he could be your dad."

Ja'quoia let out a louder scream but muffled it with a pillow she had picked up and put on her lap.

"Not YOUR dad, you know what I mean."

Ja'quoia nodded and waited.

"He was very close to my family and when I was younger he was … hell, he still is, very special to me. He treated me like the most important person in the world. He loves me and has told me so my whole life. Anyway, he started touching me about four years ago and I didn't mind. Things kept going further and further each time we were together. Eventually, I jerked him off. It was so cool and I felt so proud to make him happy. The last time we were together I thought we were going to make love; but, he said I wasn't ready, so he used his mouth on me instead."

Ja'quoia had started shaking during Brianna's description but when she got to the part about getting eaten out, she couldn't contain herself. She leapt forward into Brianna and knocked her back on the mattress while clinging to her. "Tell me about it! Oh My God! He ate your pussy, didn't he? What was it like?"

The two girls repositioned themselves so that they were lying on their sides facing each other. Brianna rolled a bit to her back and looked up to the ceiling as she said, "It's like nothing else in the whole entire world. You feel things you've never felt before." Rolling back to face her wide-eyed friend, she continued, "It was like wave after wave of pleasure coming from down there. They got bigger and bigger until you really don't know what you are doing. It feels so good, you just go with it and, then, it's like an explosion inside of you. I can't describe it but it's like a hundred times better than when you do it by yourself." Brianna was lost in the memory. After a deep sigh, she said, "Charlie told me it's only that good when the two people really love each other. I think he's ri … " Her eyes grew large and she cupped her hand over her mouth.

Ja'quoia caught Brianna's mistake, hugged her friend and said, "Don't worry. I'll never say a word! Your secret is safe with me."

After hearing Ja'quoia's words, Brianna realized just how big a mistake she had made. She rolled over, almost on top of Ja'quoia and grabbed her by her shoulders, "You gotta swear, you gotta swear you won't say anything."

"I swear! I love you Brianna, you're my sister and I'll never betray you." Ja'quoia's eyes began to tear up and her voice cracked with emotion as she added, "You're the only person I have in the whole world. I have no one. I can't lose you, if I lost you … I … I… I don't know." She started to cry.

Brianna released her shoulders, pulled Ja'quoia into her, and held the sobbing girl. Gently rocking her friend she said, "I'll always be your sister Ja'quoia. I'll never stop loving you. No matter what, I'll never leave you."

Eventually, Ja'quoia calmed down and Brianna released her. The two girls lay next to each other, holding hands in silence until Ja'quoia spoke.

"I've never had any of your experiences, Bree. I'm different. I've never had guys to be friends with. I've never had an older guy who loved me. It seems I have to fight, I don't get to love."

"Fight, what do you mean 'fight'?"

Ja'quoia was silent for a few moments, and then spoke, "There were two times, two different guys. Each tried to rape me. One was an older kid at a school that I attended. He followed me into the girl's room and grabbed me. He pushed me into a stall … pulled my skirt up … he stopped to look at my panties and I kicked him in the balls. He doubled over and I slammed his head down on my knee. He fell to the ground and I kicked him in the face. I got out of there as fast as I could. I headed back to class and, when I was almost there I heard a girl scream. She found him in the bathroom."

"Did you go to the police or somebody and tell?"

"No, what were they going to do? Anyway, word got around that I did it to the kid and no one at school ever came near me again. I mean nobody, ever came near me! I spent the year completely alone."

Brianna rolled to Ja'quoia, placed her arm across her, and held her as she asked, "The other time?"

"An older cousin, for Christ sakes; it was after my mom's memorial service. He cornered me in my room. Stupid fuck thought he was hot shit. His balls haven't been the same ever since. I almost killed him when I threw him down the stairs. I had six months of therapy for that one."

Silence hung heavy in the room. Brianna pulled her sister in closer and, slowly. They fell asleep in each other's arms.

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Keith and Anna were going to have two weeks together in the paradise of Bali. A few days before the wedding, they sat down to go over their honeymoon plans. Keith explained that on day eight, he needed to fly to Jakarta for a one day business meeting. While not happy about this, Anna understood when he explained that he needed to meet some Indonesian businessmen face-to-face. If a deal were made, the business would be bigger than ever. In reality, he was taking a twenty-four hour sex tour of the finest Indonesian child brothels; something he had always wanted to do.

He also explained to her that, on day ten, he had scheduled an appointment for the both of them in the near-by city of Surabaya to meet with the world's most renowned herbalist healer. He took her hands in his, and said, "Anna, this is for the three of us; primarily, this is for Brianna. I honestly believe this is the man who can cure you of your addiction. I cannot think of a better gift for Brianna, than the gift of you, as your true self."

Anna was overcome with emotion and love for this man. She couldn't believe her luck in having attracted two such wonderful men in her lifetime. She considered herself truly blessed. She hugged and kissed Keith enthusiastically, repeatedly saying, "thank you" and "I love you" between kisses.

The honeymoon was everything Anna had ever dreamed of. For Keith? Well, he had several dreams fulfilled as well. Most important to Keith, though, was the appointment with the herbalist. The herbalist was anything but a healer. Keith paid dearly for the information that connected him to this man.

The honeymooners arrived in Surabaya early in the morning. After a pleasant breakfast, they arrived for their appointment. The healer met with Anna alone and gave her a thorough examination. He then mixed a concoction of spices and herbs that Anna needed to ingest in tea form. Keith was called in and, the healer gave his directions. He asked about any medications Anna might be taking and Keith produced some of the gray pills he had procured to help Anna sleep. The herbalist examined them and approved. He recommended that she discontinue using them, during the first two weeks, and then resume their use. She should drink as much alcohol as she could stomach during the first two weeks of the herb treatment. Then, after two weeks, she had to stop and continue the herbs for two more weeks. After that, he said her need for alcohol would be gone. He wasn't lying.

He then examined Keith in private. Of course, there was no examination. A significant amount of cash was exchanged and the healer explained how things would work. The tea mixture would drive Anna's metabolism to a very dangerous level. The alcohol would literally keep her alive. She needed two more weeks of the mixture to set up her death. The pills were vital at that time. After the next two weeks passed, the pills would keep her alive as long as he wished. The day after he withheld the pills, her metabolism would spike and she would suffer a massive coronary. Keith understood exactly how this would work.

They called Anna into the room and the healer explained that, for Keith, he prescribed drinking a cup of green tea brewed with a second herbal mix each day. He explained that Keith's blood pressure was too high and that his naturally tense nature had to be calmed to a normal rate. Anna smiled knowingly and commented, "I'm always telling him to slow down. He needs to enjoy life more."

They flew back to Bali and their beachside cabana, to finish the final days of their honeymoon. They made sweet, sweet, love that night. Afterwards, Keith lay awake while Anna slept and he found it hard to believe that his plan was going to work! The herbalist had assured him that any autopsy, if there was one, would not reveal the herb mixture and, that her death would be listed simply as 'heart failure'. The money, the business, would be all his and, most importantly, he would have Brianna as his own, to himself, and no one else. As for Charlie, he had something in mind for him that would take him out of the picture.

On the long flight home, Keith laid out his plan. He had time and wanted to be very careful how this all turned out. He had ordered an extra herb mix from the healer so he could start Anna on her "cure" while giving himself the little extra time he wanted. He would allow Anna to enjoy Brianna's twelfth birthday and observe the anniversary of Brian's death. Keith decided he would start the "treatment" the day after the anniversary of Keith's death. By that time, Charlie would be out of the way and all he ever desired would be his.