Date: Thu, 27 Sep 2012 19:16:51 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Katy's College Days (lesbian/beginnings, oral f/FfF)

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               Kate's College Days
                      By
                     Jan

	My parents were very religious people.  I was
named Kathleen, but everyone calls me Katy.  They
believe every word in their bible is the gospel, to be
taken literally.  As a result I was raised in a very
strict household.  I had not been allowed to date boys
all the way through high school.  The only way I was
allowed to leave home was to attend the University of
Maryland, and only allowed to do so by living in the
home of a trusted family with an impeccable
reputation that had lived in our community for many
years, named Mr. and Mrs. Harris.

	It was a traumatic experience for me to leave
my home for the first time.  I was a small girl, at only
five-feet one, but not the skinniest girl around.  I
definitely have meat on my bones, if you know what I
mean.  My hips and butt were and are meaty, and my
bust measures 34-C.  I envied women and girls with
those large areolas and plump nipples, because mine
were small and the nipples are inverted.  My hair had
only been trimmed of split ends, so my brown hair was
very long.  I think my brown eyes are my best
feature, because they are very expressive.  When I
arrived in the community where my host family lived I
was assailed by new sights and smells.  I became
accustomed to the sights and smells quickly.  The
house was very much like my parent's home.  The
parlor even had framed pictures of Christ and the
lithograph of Christ praying in the Garden of
Gethsemane facing each other on opposing walls.

	It was almost overwhelming getting used to my
new living arrangements and getting enrolled in
college classes.  I felt like a lost lamb.  I had to take
some introductory classes that applied to general
educational requirements, but I did want to take an
art class for the fun of it.  I had to find my way
around the campus before the fall semester started,
just so that I would be sure to be in the class on
time, so that I could not be dropped for not being in
class when the professor gathered up all of the cards
to be sure that we were.  Any absentees allowed the
professor to fill the empty billets with anyone
wishing to add the class.

	I felt like a fish out of water, because I felt
like I didn't fit in.  My clothes were more
conservative than the vast majority of my fellow
students.  My being enrolled in only four classes
seemed foolish, because I only had three classes
Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and two classes on
Tuesday and Thursday.  But I quickly learned that
the classes required an exorbitant amount of time
spent doing homework, requiring research,
memorization, and writing of papers.  The only time I
had to relax was in the beginning painting class.  The
woman teaching the class was a very free spirited
woman.  She encouraged us to experiment with
unexpected things.  Looking at everyday items and
distorting them into unrecognizable objects.

	Her class was on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and
the other class was not until later in the afternoon,
so I went to the library to study and to the
restaurant on top of the main hall to a meal before
my second class.  I began to see my art teacher at
the restaurant.  Her name was Lilith, and I found her
very appealing, with her dark hair and features.  She
was a tall woman, and very assured of herself.  She
was sexy, without pretention about her looks, and was
such a personable woman that there was always a
clique of students gathered around her, as she held
court.  There were a few times that we were in the
line together, and she invited me to join her.  I
became a regular at her table.

	There was a lot of discussion about art and
politics being bantered around the table.  I found the
radical ideas exciting and disturbing at the same
time.  As they argued the merits of everything from
the corruption of our political system to the church's
moral position on issues like abortion, gay sex and
even evolution, I began to question the things I had
accepted without question at home.

	One evening I had stayed late in the library
doing research for a class.  When I finished I made
my way to the bus stop to head to the home of my
hosts.  As I sat waiting for the bus Lilith pulled up
alongside the curb in a little red Mini Cooper.  She
offered to give me a lift home.  I hopped into the
passenger seat, and away we went.  The back of her
car was filled with artist supplies.  The car smelled of
turpentine and linseed oil.  When she asked me where
I was staying, she told me that her home was on the
way, and asked if I would like to drop by for a drink.
I was flattered that she wanted my company.  I had
always felt so intellectually inferior to the other
people gathered around her dining table.  I accepted
her offer without mentioning that I had never tasted
alcohol before.  It didn't take long to reach her home.

	I had never been in a home like hers before.
The rooms were not only colorful there were
paintings of nude girls everywhere.  It embarrassed
me to catch myself staring at the paintings of naked
girls.  Most of them were typical of the kind of
paintings in art books, but there were a few of them
that were very erotic.  It was obvious the paintings
were of teenage girls were masturbating, and that
embarrassed me.  Not having so much as met Lilith's
other guest.  There was another girl already in her
living room that I recognized from the art
department.

	Lilith introduced me to the student not much
older than me, named Ashley.  I had seen her around
the campus.  She was one of the regulars at Lilith's
dinner table.  She was quite outspoken about every
subject.  I had always been intimidated by her
outspoken and aggressive manner.  I thought she was
strangely attractive.  She was only about five-foot
three, with short brown hair, deeply set brown eyes.
She was a slender girl, with breasts that were no
bigger that a 12-year-old girl's.  I thought her figure
was almost boy like.

	When Lilith sat down in her obviously favorite
chair Ashley proceeded to wedge her body between
Lilith's legs.  She was dressed in her typical short
skirt and jersey tank top.  You could tell that she
didn't wear a bra because her nipples left an obvious
impression through her top.  While we were talking
Lilith wrapped her long legs around Ashley's waist,
and placed her calves between Ashley's thighs, which
spread her legs open, exposing the fact that Ashley
had on very thin white nylon panties that allowed me
to see the dark shadow of pubic hair through the
material.  It disturbed me to see such an immodest
display.  I'm sure that I was blushing like a child.

	Lilith was drawing attention to the fact that I
didn't participate much in the dinner discussions.

	I had to tell her, "I come from a very
conservative religious family.  I had never been
exposed to open discussions about the validity of the
Bible and the nature of the world.  Politics was not
discussed in my home.  I have never questioned my
parent's beliefs before.  As the table topics
challenged everything my family believed in, with
what I learned was indisputable facts, I have been
forced to think about everything I thought was true."

	While I was explaining myself, Lilith was
stroking the bare arms of Ashley with her fingertips
gently.  It was as if she was trying to tease me.  I
watched as if transfixed as Lilith circled Ashley's
small breast with a fingernail.  She deliberately toyed
with the nipple.

	Lilith continued talking as casually about such
things as religion, while she placed her other hand
right on Ashley's crotch.

	Ashley leaned back as if to demonstrate her
approval of what Lilith was doing to her.  Her actions
also gave me a better view of Lilith pulling aside
Ashley's panties, and stroking her pussy.  Ashley
turned her upper body sideways, so that she could
kiss Lilith on the mouth.  The sight of the way they
were kissing and the way Lilith was playing with
Ashley's body was shocking to me.  I was stunned to
the point that I could hardly breathe, let alone move.

	Ashley started squirming around before she let
out a squeal, and screamed out, "OH MY GAWD...I'M
CUMMING!"

	When she calmed down Lilith helped her to her
feet, and told her, "Let me talk to Katy alone, honey!"

	Ashley said, "I get sloppy seconds!" as she
pulled her panties back in place, and left the room.

	I had no idea what she was talking about.

	Lilith got up out of her chair, and came across
the open space to sit down next to me.  She wrapped
her arm around my shoulders.  She used the same
hand that she had been using to rub Ashley's pussy to
turn my head towards her.  I could smell the odor of
Ashley's pussy permeating her hand.  She pressed her
lips against my mouth.  I was powerless to resist her.

	Lilith said, "Did my playing with Ashley disturb
you so much that you could never trust me?"

	I said, "Everything I have learned while at
school disturbs me, because it attacks everything I
had grown up believing was right and wrong.  I have
been so confused, because my parents would lock me
in my room if they knew what I have learned.  If they
didn't do that, they would disown me, and never talk
to me again."

	Lilith was stroking my arm the same way she
had started stroking Ashley's arm.  My body felt like
ants were crawling all over my skin.  Lilith was
starting to circle the shape of my breast.  My arms
were dangling limply at my sides.  I had no will to
move them.  Lilith started unbuttoning my dress.
When she had five buttons undone, she slipped her
hand inside the dress to feel my breast through my
slip and brassiere.  When she withdrew her hand my
breast felt as if it were even more naked than if my
clothes had been removed.  She stood up, and pulled
me to my feet.  She led me by the hand to her
bedroom, where she proceeded to remove my clothes.
After removing all of my clothes she placed me in the
middle of her bed, before proceeding to remove her
own clothes.

	I watched her pulling her boat neck jersey T-
shirt over her head, exposing her large double D
breasts encased in a lace purple tinted brassiere.
Then she sat down long enough to remove her leather
tennis shoes and socks.  She unfastened the top of
her form fitting designer jeans.  She leaned back
against my body long enough to pull the tight fitting
jeans clear of her feet, and discarding them.  When
she positioned her body on her knees beside my body,
it was obvious that her tight fitting hip-hugger
panties matched the purple tinted bra.  She leaned
over me and started kissing me, while feeling my
breasts.  My heart was beating like a bass drum.

	Lilith kissed and licked her way down my neck to
the cleavage between my breasts, before taking my
left tit into her mouth.  While she sucked greedily on
my nipple, she ran her hand down my body all the way
to my crotch.  No one had ever touched me down
there before, and her light touch sent an almost
electric shock throughout my body.  It felt like my
bladder was full, and I was about to pee.  I tried to
hold my bladder shut.  I had no idea that my pussy
was leaking lubricating juices.  Lilith sat back on her
heels, and smelled her fingers, before sucking her
fingers very erotically.  The idea that a woman would
actually enjoy sucking on her fingers covered with
smelly pussy juices was unbelievable to me.  When she
positioned her body between my legs, and spread my
legs before bending over to actually place her mouth
right on my hair covered pussy, I started crying
quietly, because of my guilt for enjoying it so much.

	It was beyond anything I had been taught about
right and wrong, at the same time the feelings she
was inducing in my body felt so good that I had no
desire to stop her.  I laced my finger through her
hair.  My first thought was to push her head away,
but when I did that, and felt the cold air on my wet
pussy I pulled her head tightly against my pussy.
Just when I thought it couldn't get any better, Lilith
actually stuck a long finger up my asshole.  I
immediately started bucking my butt off of the bed.
At some point I blacked out for some unknown time.

	When I recovered I was aware that Lilith was
kissing my eyes and face.  As soon as Lilith was aware
that I was awake, she moved her body up over me, so
that she was dangling one of her breasts over my
mouth.  I knew what she wanted, and as soon as she
lowered her heavy tit down, I started sucking like a
hungry baby on her nipple.  I could feel the heat
emitted from her body, and smell the erotic
fragrance of her perfume.  Just when I was satisfied
wallowing in my own decadence, Lilith sat up and
moved back down my body, so that she could wrap her
arms around my thighs, and pulled me bodily down to
the middle of the bed.  Then she straddled my body,
and walked her way up my body until her knees rested
next to my ears.  I was looking up at her lace panties.
I could make out the dark shadow of her pubic hair
through the material.

	I couldn't believe how much the smell of her
pussy excited me.  I lifted my head and started
sucking on the material of her panties.  Her panties
were soaking wet.  I had a faint taste of ammonia,
but it definitely was not urine.  The juice had very
little taste at all.

	Lilith continued to control the activity by sitting
back on my chest, as she straightened out her legs,
she pulled her panties down her legs, and free of her
feet.  When she was unencumbered of any clothing,
she sat on my face again.  The way her vagina flared
out covering my face from my nose to my chin, I was
unable to breathe at all.  I felt her juices trickling
down to my nose and throat.  I probed her vagina with
my tongue.  I stuck out my tongue so far that the
ligament under my tongue was raked against my lower
teeth until I tasted my own blood.  I had to struggle
to turn my head to the side enough to catch my
breath.  As soon as I filled my lungs Lilith pulled my
head back around to cover my mouth again.  Just
when I was about to have to move my head again to
breathe, I felt cold hands on my legs, spreading them
again.

	It had to be someone else spreading my legs,
because both of Lilith's was gripping my hair.  I
panicked, and started jerking my head to catch my
breath, and trying to see who was molesting me.

	Lilith lifted her body to adjust her pussy over
my face, and I got a quick glimpse of Ashley down
there lapping at my pussy while clinging to my thighs.
Lilith lowered her body back down onto my mouth.  I
was being forced to suck Lilith's pussy, while Ashley
was sucking my pussy.  I have no idea how long Ashley
sucked my pussy before I came, but it took Lilith
even longer to satisfy herself.  When they were
finished using me they helped me get dressed,
because I was as weak as a baby.

	Lilith drove me to the home of the Harris'.  She
cautioned me not to mention what had taken place, as
if that were necessary.  I knew if I were to admit to
the Harris' what had taken place, they would contact
my parents, and I would be taken home.  I would have
to make a public confession at church.  The result
would be terrible; everyone in the community would
know that I was a sinner.  I would be shunned by the
congregation.

	When I entered the house I was met by Mrs.
Harris.  It was her custom to kiss me on the cheek
upon greeting.  It never occurred to me that I had
not washed my face after the sex.  I did notice the
way she sniffed the air after she pecked my cheek,
but didn't pay much attention, because my mind was
occupied with thoughts about Lilith.

	I met with Lilith several Tuesday and Thursday
nights for a couple of weeks after that, and had sex
with her until I had to get back to the Harris' home.
One Thursday night I got that look from Mrs. Harris
again.

	I would not have dinner with Lilith until next
Tuesday, so I had another four days to think about
what had happened.  Sleep was slow in coming.  I
found the only way I could get to sleep was to pull
down my underwear and masturbate several times
before I would drift off to sleep.  At least I had
plenty of homework to keep me busy over the
weekend.  When I got home from school on Monday I
was met by Mrs. Harris.  She demanded that I follow
her to the laundry room.

	When we entered the room she picked up a pair
of my underwear, and smelled the crotch before
handing them to me.  She announced, "You have been
playing with yourself, and you obviously had your face
in someone's pussy for the past couple of weeks on
Tuesdays and Thursdays.  What would your parents
have to say if I called your parents, and told them
that you were having sex with a girl?"

	I almost panicked, because I knew just what
would happen.  She knew exactly what would happen
as well as I did.

	Then she dropped it on me, "The only way this
remains just between us, is that you have to do to me
what you did to your girlfriend."

	She obviously thought that I was having sex
with one of my classmates.  I was not about to tell
her that it was one of my teachers.  I stood there
and watched her pull up her long dress and sit down
on the pile of unwashed clothes.  I couldn't believe
that she was actually naked under her dress.  Her
pubic hair was thick and spread out across the front
of her body almost all the way to her hips, following
the crease of her legs.  I surrendered to my fate,
and dropped to my knees.  I placed my hands on her
knees as I bent over.  The smell of her pussy was
much stronger than Lilith's.  She pulled my head down
and forced me to suck her pussy until she covered my
face with her wet juices.  It was only when she was
satisfied that she let me up.  I spent the rest of the
evening trying to study, but my mind was filled with
nothing but pictures of Mrs. Harris making me suck
her pussy.

	That evening when it was bedtime I showered
and got ready for bed.  When I was about to get in
bed Mrs. Harris entered my bedroom wearing her
nightgown.  It was a modest thing befitting a woman
of the church.  She took hold of my hand, and made
me lay across the bed on my back, with my head
dangling over the edge.  Then she lifted her
nightgown and backed over my head, and sat on my
face.  She directed me to lick her pussy and almost
smothered me the way Lilith had done to me.  When
she finished using me, she pulled up my nightgown and
fingered my pussy until I had an orgasm.  Sleep was
hard coming after she left my room.

	The next day at school I couldn't wait for the
end of the art class to tell Lilith about what had
happened.  I insisted that we go to her office, and
told her everything that Mrs. Harris made me do to
her, and that she wanted to meet my girlfriend.

	Lilith thought for a moment, "She doesn't know
who your girlfriend is?"

	I assured her that she thinks it is one of my
classmates.  She told me, "I have an idea, and we will
discuss it this evening at dinner."  We returned to
class, and I wondered what she had in mind.

	The rest of the day seemed never ending, but
eventually I made my way to the dining hall, and went
through the cafeteria and made my way to Lilith's
table, where she was already holding court.  As I sat
down she explained to them that my host was
blackmailing me with threats of exposing my
relationship with an unknown classmate.  The girls
gathered around the table wanting to know what
Lilith had in mind.

	Lilith turned to one of the girls that was
studying telecommunications, and told her to bring all
of her equipment to her home on Wednesday.  Then
she turned to Ashley and told her to give Mrs. Harris
a call, and tell her that she would be happy to meet
her, but only at your home.  Then on Thursday give
her my address.  We will set up a little trap for her.
I know just the girl to invite to spring the trap on the
bitch.  Ashley and I wanted to know what she had in
mind, but Lilith was coy about who she was going to
use.

	When I got home that evening Mrs. Harris was
waiting for me.  She wanted to know when she was
going to meet my girlfriend.  I assured her that
Ashley was going to call shortly.  While we waited,
she made me suck her pussy.  As usual she had on one
of her conservative house dresses with knee high
nylons and practical oxford shoes, but when she
pulled up her dress she didn't have any panties on.  I
knelt in front of her, and started sucking her hairy
pussy.  She was not satisfied with me just licking her
pussy, because she wanted me to lick her asshole too.
I serviced her until she was happy, even though the
only time I had ever licked an asshole was when Lilith
had rubbed her pussy and asshole over my mouth and
nose the previous week.

	I was still busy lapping at her hairy asshole
when the phone rang.  Mrs. Harris picked up the
remote phone, while still holding my head against her
ass by my hair.

	I heard her say, "Hello...Yes, Katy tells me that
you are her girlfriend.  I want you to come to my
house.  Okay, what time and where?"

	She picked up a pad and pencil to scribble down
the address while holding her phone between her
shoulder and ear.  When she sat down the phone, she
pulled my head up from between her legs and said,
"Thursday night we are going to your girlfriend's for
a talk.  Then she had me sit on her lap, so that she
could play with my tits and pussy until I had a strong
cum.

	The next day I delayed going home by going to
the library and doing some research, but eventually I
had to go home.  At least her husband was home.
When it was bedtime she did come in to say good
night.  She felt me up, until I was horny, then she
sucked my pussy.  She finished up by sitting on my
face, and fucking my mouth and nose with her smelly,
hairy cunt!  When she was satisfied sexually, she left
my room.

	The next evening when I got home she had me
direct her to Lilith's house.  She thought it was the
home of Ashley, of course.  I hardly even noticed
that she had on one of her usual conservative
dresses, hair up as usual, but she had on dark nylons
and high heeled pumps.

	When Ashley answered the door, Mrs. Harris
was pleased with the sight of Ashley, because she
looked no older than me.  All Ashley had on was a very
transparent chemise.  Mrs. Harris could see Ashley's
nipples and dark patch of pubic hair with no trouble
at all.  She was obviously impressed with her body.

	She shook Ashley's hand as we entered the
parlor.  Mrs. Harris told Ashley that her name was
Faith Harris.  As Faith surveyed the room, she
couldn't take her eyes off of all of the oil paintings of
the naked girls on the walls.  Ashley made a point of
sitting down on the couch with Mrs. Harris, while I
sat in a chair facing them.

	Mrs. Harris started the conversation by saying,
"I understand that you have been teaching Katy about
lesbian sex!"

	Ashley played it cool, "There is nothing more
beautiful that the love between women!  I have not
been forcing Katy to do anything she didn't want to
do."

	Mrs. Harris pulled some bobbie-pins out of her
hair, and then shook her head, as she put the pins in
her purse.  Her hair came down, falling over her
shoulders in waves.  Her hair was longer than I would
have suspected.  She placed her arm around Ashley's
shoulders, at the same time she was unbuttoning the
top of her own dress.  She exposed plenty of
cleavage.  Then she leaned towards Ashley, and
kissed her on the mouth.  She also placed her hand on
one of Ashley's little B sized breasts.

	Ashley made no effort to stop the woman.  Mrs.
Harris found the opening of the chemise and placed
her hand on the naked little breast.  She bent over
and took the little nipple into her mouth and started
sucking on it.

	Ashley said, "Faith my dear, knowing your
interest in young girls I have a little surprise for you,
which I think you will just love!"

	Mrs. Harris lifted her head, as if to ask what
she was talking about.  I had no idea what was going
on either.  Ashley called out, "Amy my love come in
here!"

	I was as surprised as Faith when a young girl
entered the room.  I suspected that the girl was no
more than ten or eleven years old.  She was dressed
in a little party dress with black Mary-Jane's and
ankle socks.  Her hair was pulled back with a matching
colored ribbon tied around her hair.  Her makeup was
a little more mature than a school girl would normally
have on.  She posed coyly in front of Ashley and
Faith.

	Ashley stood up and placed Amy's hand in Faith's
as she directed them towards the bedroom.  Ashley
and I followed them towards the bedroom.  We fell
back to allow the two of them to enter the room.
Faith was overwhelmed by the sight of the
photographs decorating the walls.  They were of
naked girls making love to each other.  Amy held back
a little, forcing Faith to pull her into the room.  When
they reached the bed, Faith unbuttoned her dress
exposing the fact that she had on a black corset with
a built in supporting bra that didn't conceal her
areolas and nipples.  The look on Mrs. Harris' face was
pure lust.  The bottom of the corset had garter
straps attached to the tops of the dark nylon hose.
She did not have panties on, so her thick pubic bush
was visible.  Ashley and I were watching from the
doorway.  Amy was quite the actress, as she looked
shocked at the sight of the older woman looking so
much like a dominatrix from a men's magazine.  All
she needed was a whip.

	Faith was all over Amy.  She peeled off the
girl's clothes like a hungry wolf.  When she had
removed Amy's delicate little full slip and lace
panties, she could not get enough of that sweet young
flesh.  She picked up the little girl and placed her on
the middle of the bed.  She breast fed her while
finger fucking her little snatch.  She just had to go
down on her and suck on that swollen little cunt.  Amy
placed her hands on the top of the woman's head and
pushed like she was trying to move the head, while
not really working too hard.

	Ashley and I took off our clothes too.  We
stood there in the doorway rubbing each other's
pussies, while we watched the woman ravishing the
young girl's body.  The sight of Faith mounting the
little girl head to toe so that she could feed the girl
her nasty old cunt while she lapped at that sweet
little hairless pussy was very erotic.

	After they calmed down Ashley and I joined
them in a daisy chain between the four of us.  Mrs.
Harris retrieved her big purse, and fished out a big
strap-on dildo.  While she stepped into it the three
of us girls argued over which one was going to get
fucked first.  Mrs. Harris was so enamored with Amy
she just had to fuck her first.

	I couldn't believe a girl so young could actually
take a huge man sized rubber cock into her pussy, but
Amy loved it.  She was making all kinds of animalistic
sounds.  After she fucked Amy, she fucked Ashley
and me in turn.  While she was actually fucking me,
she had Amy stand astraddle of my body, so that she
could eat her little pussy.

	Just when I thought it was over, Amy presented
her little pink asshole to Mrs. Harris.  Ashley and I
watched as the woman licked the girl's little pink
asshole.  Mrs. Harris took that slimy dildo in hand as
she stuffed it into Amy's tight little asshole.  Again I
couldn't believe that Amy could take that tool into
her asshole.  Mrs. Harris fucked her while dripping
sweat all over Amy's back.  When it was over I got to
inspect Amy's body, her little prepubescent pussy was
puffy and swollen.  Her chest only had those swollen
little bumps that promised that she would have
breasts in the near future.  She was the sexiest
nymph I had ever seen.

	There came a time when everyone was spent.
Mrs. Harris and I got dressed and returned home.
She was very pleased with herself.  She wanted to
see Amy and Ashley again.  I teased her about maybe
being able to set up another date so soon.

	Of course I was waiting for Lilith to tell me
what to do.  Lilith and the girl from the
telecommunications department were editing the DVD
they had made from the hidden mini cams throughout
the house.  By splicing in various angles of the sex,
they had made a video that was designed to tell a
different story.  They took great pains to show Mrs.
Harris fucking Amy.  They wanted to be sure
everyone seeing the video would recognize Mrs.
Harris and know that the girl was a minor.  When
they were satisfied with their efforts, they made
several copies.

	We waited until Mrs. Harris' husband would be
out of town on business before we let her know that
we were going to have another party.  Of course Mrs.
Harris wanted to know if Amy would be there.  I
assured her that she would be there.

	That Saturday I was well aware of the way Mrs.
Harris had anything on under her conservative dress,
I had also gone commando under my dress.  Mrs.
Harris and I arrived in front of Lilith's home at the
appointed hour.  When we knocked on the door, Lilith
and Ashley opened the door and invited us in.  Mrs.
Harris was surprised to see an adult woman greeting
us.  She looked a little apprehensive in the presence
of such a commanding looking woman.

	The parlor was full. Lilith's cohorts were
scattered around the place.  They were all drinking
and smoking while they chatted among themselves.
Faith was surprised to see an older woman from the
founders committee, known as the 'Silver Circle' at
our congregation, consorting with other half clothed
women.  Amy was there with a circle of women around
her, and they were all feeling up the girl.  Amy
obviously loved the attention.

	Lilith got everyone's attention by making an
announcement that the guest of honor had arrived.
She told the gathering that Mrs. Faith Harris was my
host while I was attending college, and she had made
a little video a couple of weeks ago for Faith's
benefit.  With that she slipped a DVD into the player.
The 60-inch wide screen LCD went from azure-blue
to a picture of Faith meeting Amy.  Ashley and I were
conveniently absent from the picture.

	The women present were hooting and hollering.
They were commenting on what an innocent little
darling Amy looked like.  When Amy resisted Faith's
efforts to pull her into the bedroom, it looked like
she was afraid of Faith.  When Faith stripped off her
church going dress to reveal the sexy costume, the
women cheered Faith on, as she stripped the
reluctant Amy.  Throughout all of the sex, the
camera would show close-ups of Amy's face, she
looked terrified.  Everything on the video gave the
impression that Amy was being raped.

	The audience was complimenting Amy on her
acting skills.  Lilith told Faith, "You can have the DVD,
but there were several copies that would find their
way to the Silver Circle should she ever try to
blackmail Katy again.  You will also support Katy
getting an apartment of her own next year!"

	Faith was crushed.  She was stunned the rest of
the evening.  Oh...The woman from the Silver Circle
made a point to fuck Faith in the ass with a big strap-
on dildo, while belittling her for trying to blackmail
such a sweet young girl.  The woman may have been a
silver haired skinny woman, but she was a sweetheart
to me.  I knew that whenever I had to return home
that I would be visiting the estate of the woman.



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