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Written:
Apr. - Jul, 2005
Revised:
x/xx/05
SUMMARY:
Classification: (M/F, Romance, superheroine)
WARNING:
This is an adult story, containing sensitive material of a sexual nature
including graphice descriptions of consensual
sex. If you find such
material offensive or are underage, do not read further, but please bypass
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Chapter 1.
Preparations
Analytically, Sidney Thames, AKA Ms. Crusader studied the beautiful
gown in the full-length mirror.
The strapless gown had been designed to display her well developed
but still very feminine shoulders and
arms. The top of the bodice
covered her breasts adequately, but would reveal her cleavage if she bent
over or if someone stood above her.
Sidney wondered if the dress was simply designed to present her dressed
up like a prick-teasing whore.
During the past six months, specifically since she had been raped,
Sidney had noticed that most girls magazines seemed designed
to teach nice girls how to act and behave like
whores. This dress certainly
advertised her body in a blatant attempt to get a boys, or rather,
a mans attention.
There was a girdle that went with the dress, but it was uncomfortable
and, since she was young and athletic, the girdle didnt really make
a lot of difference in the way she looked, so Sidney decided she didnt
need it for the prom. She had
selected sexy silk lace French-cut panties that matched her strapless
bra. Suddenly, Sidney was
embarrassed wondering what Larry would think if he saw her panties and bra,
but she knew he never would.
A twinge of nausea struck Sidneys midsection and without thinking, she reached for her purse to get a package of crackers. She hated this side affect of the birth control pills! The doctor had promised her it would go away after a few months, but it hadnt. Her monthly period had just ended and, on schedule, she had resumed her birth control pills. But the ever-recurrent bouts of nausea also returned. It was something she had to put up with in her role as a superheroine. But Sidney really didnt want to have morning sickness on her prom date in a couple of weeks!
Petulantly, Sidney decided to stop taking the pills this month. Already, she had notified the Sisterhood of Superheroines she would be unavailable for assignments, assuring herself that there was little chance that she could be captured and raped by a villain. And Larry, her date, had always behaved like a gentlemen when they had been together. Sidney felt she could trust him.
Many
of the girls at the prom would be wearing dresses like this, although
a lot would just wear their usual grungy
outfits. The Senior Prom was the only event in the school year
where girls could dress up and look really
pretty. And Sidney wanted to
look nice for Larry!
Sidney was moderately popular with the girls in her large high
school. This was her senior
year, and from nowhere, Larry Drew had asked her for a few
dates. Larry was a high school
girls dream! He was a
football hero and had just received a nice scholarship at State
University. He was muscular,
handsome (in a chiseled sort of way), with a hint of bad boy
about him. His reputation was just cloudy enough to be
intriguing! She was really
attracted to him. (But there
had been rumors about how he had gotten a girl pregnant during the previous
year. No one ever knew for sure, because suddenly the girl
transferred out of school and hadnt been seen or heard from
since. Almost as soon as that
poor girl was gone, Larry had been dating somebody else.)
Larry had taken Sidney to movies, and they went to the ice cream parlor
twice. They had even spent time
on lovers lane where they had made
out. Although his hands had
accidentally grazed her breasts a couple of times, he had never put his hands
anyplace improper. It was a pleasant and happy surprise when Larry asked
her to go to the Senior Prom with him!
Allowing herself to daydream, Sidney fantasized about giving her virginity
to Larry. But, unfortunately, she had lost her virginity to a group
of thugs some six months before when she had just turned 18.
The memory of being raped flooded through Sidney. It still haunted her in her nightmares and whenever she thought about it when she was awake! It had been her first adventure as a Meta-Superheroine. She had called herself Ms. Crusader.
But, even though the Sisterhood allowed Sidney into their summer training
program, and granted her an apprentice membership, they still didnt
take her seriously. Thus, on
Sidneys 18th birthday, She decided to take matters into
her own hands! She had designed
her own outrageously skimpy, overtly sexy costume, selected Ms Crusader as
her superheroine name (after considering Lady Wonder, Girl Wonder,
even, with a smile, Boob Girl).
As Ms Crusader, she set out on her
own! She refused to consider
the warning given at the summer training program that the life expectancy
of Super Heroines wasnt something to dwell upon too
long. After all she was barely
eighteen and still had a lot of life to live!
When she started her first mission as Ms. Crusader, Sidney had been
a virgin. But the mission
hadnt gone quite as she expected:
She had been captured by four minor bank robbers, humiliated and raped,
depriving her of her virginity. The vile miscreants also forced her to service
them orally and anally! And
to her total mortification, Sidney had discovered that although she hated
rape, she suspected she would really enjoy
sex. That is, consensual sex
with the right man!
She had not become pregnant, which would have deprived her of her
Meta powers forever. Fortunately,
more by luck than skill or power, she had triumphed over the miscreants,
capturing them and gained headline attention for herself and her exploits,
establishing her as a super heroine in her own rights.
But contrary to the image she presented to the public, the brunette heroine had been ready to turn in her cape after her first adventure. Sidney may be an apprentice superheroine, but she was also a rape victim. Her body had quickly healed, but she fought depression, anxiety, loss of self-confidence and self worth, all of the things that affect a rape victim. It was only through the on going counseling of LoneStar that Sidney had finally begun to come to terms with her experiences and been able to live with herself.
LoneStar had told her about some of her own rape experiences, and
how she had come to terms with them.
Sidney was surprised that LoneStar had been raped as often as she
had. Apparently, rape is an
occupational hazard for superheroines.
Still, Sidney wailed, No man will ever want
me! Ive been
raped! Im not a virgin
any more! Im bruised
potatoes, damaged
goods! And any man, or
at least the kind of man Id like, will want a virgin bride, a nice
girl. He doesnt
want a girl who has been gang-raped.
Hell think it was my fault, and that I asked for
it! Especially since I wore
that skimpy, sexy costume!
He never needs to know! LoneStar
responded. You dont
have to tell him. You can always
say, Youre the first one!
And in your mind you can add, the first one tonight
or the first one this year!
But my maidenhead is gone . . .
Unfortunately, most men wont know the difference,
LoneStar stated cynically.
And if they do, they know that girls can lose their hymen from
athletic activities or other accidents that are not related to sexual
activity. Some girls are even
born without maidenheads.
But what will I do if I meet someone I really
love? Someone that I want to
marry?
Then youll have to make some decisions. LoneStar
continued. There is no
reason why you cant get married.
You can continue as a superheroine after youre
married.
But if you want
children, you will have to give up being a superheroine, since pregnancy
will bring your powers to an end.
But, why? Sidney wailed, disconcerted by the injustice
of it all.
Sadly, LoneStar had shaken her
head. I dont know
why. But it just does.
Put your past behind you. LoneStar
counseled. You cant
change it. Dont let it
ruin your life!
But Sidney felt like her life had been
ruined. What could possibly
be good, now that shed .
. .?
Lonestar put her arm around the young heroine.
Someday, may meet
someone you love, her mentor
whispered. Then, if you
decide to follow that path, when you give yourself to him, youll find
out what true love between a man and a woman is really like
LoneStar had taught Sidney about Keegle exercises, and advised Sidney to practice them between two and four times a day to regain her muscle tone and tightness.
With LoneStars sponsorship, Ms. Crusader had become more active
in the Alpha Meta Sisterhood of Super
Heroines. She received more
training by the Society and had started out as helper to Lone
Star. A few months ago, while
still a senior in high school, she was permitted to go out
solo. Her ventures had been
successful, with multiple arrests and convictions
made. She had become comfortable
in her new role as Ms.
Crusader!
But rape is an experience that never goes
away. She would re-live the
rape and the loss of her innocence in her dreams, waking screaming and in
tears. And the distress was
always there! When the recurrent
dreams didnt go away, LoneStar suggested that Sidney consciously recall
her rape, rewriting the script into something where she had been triumphant
and escaped, after seriously kicking
ass! It
worked. And gradually the painful
memory changed into a new fantasy.
Actually several fantasies.
In her initial fantasy, Sidney was not defeated, but she captured
the thugs. But the rape still
burned in her memory, so she developed another fantasy where, on the very
instant hey were about to begin their rape, she escaped, kicked ass and defeated
them. That was better, but the
rape still loomed.
She had been raped, damn it!
She had been fucked many times by her captors. She couldnt get
away from that reality.
So gradually, a new fantasy developed, where there was only one thug. And he had not fought her, but spoken kindly to her, gradually seducing her. They had gone to a nice bedroom somewhere where he offered her drinks. Gradually, she had permitted herself to be slowly and sensually undressed. And gently, lovingly, tenderly, even romantically, they had made love and she had reluctantly at first, given him her virginity.
And in this fantasy, Sidney dreamed that she really enjoyed the
sex! So her fantasy grew and
soon she was overcoming her reluctance and giving herself freely to her imaginary
lover, rather than being brutally raped by four vicious
villains. In her imagination,
her lover did everything that the rapists had done, but in a
gentle, loving, acceptable way. In her latest fantasy, things happened much
as they had that fateful night so long
ago! Her 'fantasy lover
made love to her, breaking her
virginity. Afterwards, he had
politely asked her for oral sex, and, since she was inexperienced in her
fantasy (as she had been six months ago), she had hesitantly
agreed. Even in her fantasy,
it wasnt pleasant giving a blowjob, but she was pleased to do it because
he seemed to enjoy it! It meant
a lot to him! And Sidney wanted
to please her fantasy lover.
(Sidney knew from her girlfriends how much guys seem to enjoy receiving
oral sex.) Then, he had urged
her onto her hands and knees and he had made love to her from behind, doggy
style.
Sidney had let the fantasy end at that
point. At that point, the memory
of the rape-experience had been satisfactorily revised and replaced with
agreeable lovemaking between consenting
adults. It reflected what had happened, but it was no longer
threatening. It had become
consensual sex, not rape!
But, it wasnt real.
Sidney had been afraid even to accept a date since her
rape. None of her friends knew
why. She just hadnt been
available. Then Larry had asked
her out. Larry, probably the
most popular guy in school. Almost
fearfully, she agreed to meet him at the ice cream
bar. She had enjoyed his company,
so when he asked her out again, she accepted, and they began dating.
Returning to reality, Sidney removed the dress and accessories, carefully
hanging them in her closet. She
had homework to do, and the prom was not for another two weeks.
Chapter
2: Sidney goes to the prom
Prom night came! And
it was time for Sidney to be a normal High School
girl. So she put Ms. Crusader
out of her mind and carefully primped and prepared as she dressed in the
gorgeous gown! Everything was
perfect, and she reveled in the simple innocence of simply being a high school
girl preparing for her prom.
At the appointed time, Larry arrived to pick her
up. Having only
seen her in the typical teenage grungies, he was astounded seeing
her in her lovely pink ball gown falling to just above her
knees! Larry stared at her shapely, 5 10 figure,
and her neat, silky brown hair falling over her
shoulders! It wasnt that
she looked sexy: but
rather, she looked so . . . feminine . . .
Seeing the expression on his face, Sidney flashed Larry one of her brilliant smiles. With her full lips and wide mouth, that smile lit up the whole world around her.
Unconsciously, Larry took quick inventory, observing the tight bodice, tightly running from her modestly covered breasts downward to just below her waist, which was so trim he could almost encircle it with the fingers of his hands. At the waist, the dress flared out, apparently over a crinoline type material. She was wearing reasonable pumps, which pleased Larry, but even more pleasing, she was not wearing stockings or pantyhose. Larry much preferred the bare look! It gave him greater anticipation of what might come later on! The top of her gown was held in place with two spaghetti straps over bare shoulders.
As Sidney whirled around to show him the full ensemble, he carefully
observed the almost hidden hook and eye above the zipper running from the
top of the dress to below her waist.
He also noted the barely visible lines indicating the presence of
a strapless bra, wide enough for three hooks, which confirmed that her breasts
were probably as large as he had hoped.
The flaring waistline of the dress concealed any panty lines, but
a proper girl like Sidney would certainly not be going out without
panties and, unfortunately, probably a girdle also.
Briefly, Larry recalled this most recent girl friend, the one he had originally planned to take to the prom. She was a proper girl too, but it turned out that he had gotten into her pants much quicker than he had anticipated. All she did was lie there like a statue! And as soon as Larry had cum, she was started talking about announcing their engagement and making wedding plans. After all, they had made love, hadnt they? That meant they were engaged to be married, didnt it?
Not to Larry!
When she began babbling about having kids and a house with a picket fence and a dog, Larry let her know he wasnt interested in marriage. And her thighs snapped closed like a bear trap, not to be opened again until her wedding night!
It was an unpleasant scene as Larry extricated himself from that
relationship. After all, he
had already achieved his goal, so there was no profit in continuing the
relationship any further. So
Larry began looking for another girl to take to the
prom. And he had noticed
Sidney.
Larry regretted that he had not started dating Sidney earlier.
He had enjoyed the time he had
spent with her and was actually looking forward to fucking
her! There hadnt been
enough time or opportunity for them to start getting
physical. Normally, he
would have preferred to have reached third base, or at least a good, solid
second base before prom night.
That way he could be reasonably confident that he would score a grand
slam home run after the prom. But
now, here was this delicious girl standing before
him. Larry
sighed. Probably the best he
would be able to hope for tonight was copping a quick
feel. She had a reputation for
not putting out, but then again, she had never dated
much. Maybe she never had the
opportunity. Too bad he hadnt
had more time to turn her into a more promising partner to take to the
prom.
After enjoying dinner in a nice restaurant, they went the lavishly
decorated gym, (if a gymnasium can ever be lavishly decorated), and
Sidney and Larry had danced! As
the evening progressed, they had danced slow dances, cheek to cheek, and
held each other close.
Sidneys heart was aflutter.
He was doing all the romantic
things! Occasionally he caressed
her bare shoulders. He
whispered nice things in her ear.
He complemented her. He
held her and occasionally nibbled on her neck, sending shivers down her
spine. Sidney liked the way
Larry was treating her. Was this love?
It was so wonderful! Larry
was talking to her gently and kindly, treating her with
respect. Absently, Sidney began
comparing him with her fantasy
lover. Although Larry
gave just the hint of a suggestive comment, he was nowhere nearly as direct
as her fantasy lover.
And occasionally, when they were slow-dancing, his hand would slip
down her back and rest between her waist and her hips, but he never actually
groped her. Larry was treating her better than her fantasy
lover! Much
better! As she danced, Sidney replayed the fantasy of her lovemaking,
inserting Larrys image as her fantasy
lover. Fantasizing about making
love with Larry was pleasant indeed!
Toward the end of the evening, Larry discreetly produced a hip flask and took a sip. He handed the flask to Sidney, and encouraged her to have some. She hesitated, remembering how the thugs had poured whiskey down her throat, depriving her of her super powers before they raped her. Alcohol, or any drug for that matter would render her Meta powers useless. But she was on leave from the sisterhood. She was with Larry, and she trusted him. She wouldnt need her super powers tonight. Why not take a sip and enjoy the evening? Her powers would come back. This evening would not.
Sidney lifted the flask to her lips and
sipped. This was only her second
exposure to alcohol. The liquid
burned her throat going down, causing her to
cough. But it wasnt as
bad as the last and only time she had encountered
alcohol. Determined not to look
childish before Larry, she took another, deeper sip, carefully controlling
her outward response to the burning liquid and returned the flask to
Larry.
After prom, Larry drove her to Hessel Park by the edge of town and parked there. It was not a common lovers lane, but it was deserted enough that it would qualify! Again, he offered her the flask. Sidney didnt drink. She didnt like the taste of the alcohol. And the effects of the first sips of whiskey were already doing a number on her brain. But she was already feeling a slight buzz, and she had to admit, it relaxed her and she felt more comfortable. It was a pleasant, relaxed feeling, and she enjoyed it. So once more, she sipped daintily. When Larry kissed her, she raised her lips to his. Larrys hand slid up her side to touch the bare skin beneath her arm. Sidney slid her arm around his shoulders, so that it would be out of the way if he wanted to . . . explore . . . further. And he did want to explore further. His hand wandered, and it felt wonderful! His hand was touching her breast, just like those thugs who had raped her. But Larrys touch was nothing like their touch had been. Sidney enjoyed Larrys touch. It was soft, considerate, and respectful. Sidney wondered if her lack of inhibitions was due to the alcohol. Or maybe it was just the romance of prom night! Or maybe it was love!
At Larrys suggestion, they moved to the back seat of the car where there was more room. And he kissed her some more.
He caressed her elegant long neck, her bare shoulder blades; he kissed the nape of her neck. His hands still caressing her, he kissed her deeply and their tongues touched. Engrossed in Larrys kisses and caresses, it barely registered on Sidneys mind that he was unzipping the bodice of her dress, unfastening the top of her strapless bra. Reality only intruded on her consciousness when he slipped his hand inside the loose bra.
Although Larrys touch initially shocked Sidney, almost immediately
her heart became wrapped with confusion and anxiety.
Sidney realized that
this was nothing that she hadnt done with
thugs. It had been in the back seat of a car that those thugs
had stolen her virginity! Briefly,
the panicked recollection of that rape flared up in her
memory. Immediately, Sidney shoved the memory down into her
sub-conscious. She
wasnt being raped!
Not now! Not tonight!
Those thugs had raped her!
But she wasnt with those thugs any
more! She was with her boyfriend,
Larry. And Larry wouldnt
rape her!
Sidney tried to catch her breath and get control of the wild thoughts
that were racing through her head.
She didnt really understand all the changes that had been taking
place in her body these past few years, despite all the sex education classes
she had taken. Real life was
not the same as something in a textbook!
Still, she was in the back seat of a car. And her bare flesh was being touched. By a boy! No, that wasnt right. She was being touched by a BOYFRIEND! And that seemed to make a difference.
Shed read somewhere that the average woman would sleep with 20 men before she got married, but Sidney didnt believe it. Although, she had had sex with four men already: the rapists! She had never voluntarily slept with a boy before and in her heart, and she wanted to keep it that way! At least until she found the right boy. And if they had sex he would be the only one! And deep down inside, she felt like a girl, not yet really a woman.
To be brutally frank, she felt all sorts of confusing and contradictory
emotions flowing through her! She
enjoyed being touched: even wanted
it! It was the beginning of
the fantasy she had developed!
Larrys approach had been more direct that that of her fantasy
lover, more obviously pressing toward sex without the niceties of a smooth
seduction. But both approaches led to the same
consummation. The touch of
Larrys hands moving over her bare satiny flesh was
nice! Inevitably, he cupped
her breast in a loving, but firm grip.
Mmmmm! Nice! Larry was giving his seal of
approval. Sidneys
breasts were large for a girl of her body build, but at the age of 18, they
were still impressively firm, surprisingly soft and rode amazingly high for
their size. They had the pleasingly
soft and yielding feel of natural breasts. Gently he squeezed her soft, pliant
flesh in his remarkably strong hand.
It was a loving touch, not aggressive, or brutal, or
manipulative. He was soft, gentle,
amorous.
Larry had felt her stiffen when he first touched her through her gown,
but she had relaxed beneath his hands almost immediately, seemingly enjoying
his explorations.
Encountering no negative feedback, he had soul-kissed her and using
that distraction, he had been able to loosen both her bodice and
bra. She must have really been
into that kiss, because it was only when his hand moved to her bare breast
that her back really became rigid.
He was used to this reaction and
waited. What happened during
the next few minutes would chart the course of the rest of the
evening! And Larry knew that
the girl was going through a lot of emotions as she came to the decision
of what she was going to do next.
She hadnt immediately retreated from him: that was
good! He felt her going through
a lot of different emotions, each one causing a subtly different reaction
from her body. She would pull
back infinitesimally, then, ever so slightly, press into his
hand. She knew she should do
something, but she couldnt make up her mind what she should do!
After a great deal of inner turmoil, she relaxed, so Larry began caressing
her bare breast, palming it gently . . . . gently was the functional
word at this point . . . gently and he murmured his approval.
Sidney mewed softly as her nipples quickly hardened beneath his touch, and her breath sped up, coming in short gasps. She had forgotten how sensitive her nipples came when they were manipulated. And of course, that sent that incredible excitement and warmth flowing through her. Larrys hard hands kneading her breast made it very difficult for her to concentrate on anything other than the sensations being engendered throughout her being.
As she slid to a reclining position with Larry over her, Sidney suddenly
panicked, wondering how far this would
go. She had always been a
good girl and this was a new experience for
her. In her mind, she struggled,
trying to find words to explain why she was letting Larry take such liberties
with her . . . but the words just didnt
come! Should she stop
him? Should she should tell
him she wasnt a virgin . . . that she had been gang
raped? That she was soiled
merchandise? If she were
honest with him, would he leave her?
His touch felt good, and she didnt want to do
anything to drive him away!
Sidney remembered conversations she had had with a girlfriend describing how she had lost their virginity in the back seat of a car. Everyone agreed, that in a car was not the most romantic place to be introduced to love.
Momentarily. Sidney saddened.
She couldnt give her virginity to
Larry! She had lost it six months
ago! But still, she was
here. And Larry was
here! And they were in the back
seat of a car. And Larrys
fingers had just taken hold of her nipple, pulling it slightly, distending
her breast outward.
They were headed toward sex! Sidney knew it. And she knew that Larry knew it! She had fantasized about making love. But Sidney hadnt really considered sex with Larry, or with any man for that matter.
And now, she had a decision to make! Did she want to have sex with Larry, She wondered? Of course she did! Probably every girl in school wanted to have sex with Larry Drew: even the virgins. But most of the virgins were afraid. Sidney knew she should push Larry away. Thats what a nice girl would do.
But, then again, Sidney was no longer a
virgin! She was still a nice
girl, she thought, but she wasnt a
virgin. There was no need to
protect her chastity or save her virtue:
It was already gone! But
Larry didnt know that! No
one did!
She recalled a conversation with one girl who had admitted she had
slept with Larry. Larry had broken her heart, but she grudgingly admitted
that he was good! I mean,
really good!
And Larry was a really a good
lover! He touched Sidney in
all the right places, in all the right
ways. And every touch seemed
designed to excite her more! She
was really getting turned
on! He rolled her
already becoming hypersensitive nipples between his
fingers. Sidney wondered if
Larry could feel the small scars resulting from the nipple piercing she had
endured during her rape.
She had a decision she had to make: Sex with Larry, or no sex with Larry. She hadnt made up her mind yet. Would sex with Larry ruin her life? Being raped had changed her life! But it hadnt ruined her life! After all, Larry still wanted her.
Sidney experienced an emotional roller coaster as Larry touched her. Her excitement was elevating exponentially, but somehow Sidney had a feeling of aversion mixed with morbid fascination toward Larry and what he was doing. It was all happening so fast! Everything stimulated her! He certainly knew what he was doing! And Sidney reveled in being the absolute center of Larrys attention. He was treating her and talking to her as if there was no one else in the world and she was the center of his universe. His touch was almost hypnotic, and she felt so relaxed. And, after all, it was her life to ruin!
Absorbed in his touch, the concerns about what Sidney should confess
to him evaporated. His lips found her nipples, kissing and sucking
gently. And the sensation was
so absorbing that Sidney didnt pay any attention as her panties slid
past her knees and over her heels.
She even gave a little wiggle when her legs were freed from the panties
and she wasnt aware that he slipped her damp panties into his pocket.
Sidney was so lost in the pleasure of his touch and kiss that she
never considered that the moment of truth was almost at hand. She lay back
in the back seat of the car, with glazed eyes staring off into space, enjoying
his touch. He kissed her bare
neck, ear, sucked on her ear lobe.
And his lips found hers.
She liked Larry, and she held Larry and kissed him
deeply. Lying on the car seat,
the car was narrow enough that her knees were
bent. She was totally unaware
that she let her knees be separated and as Larry caressed her, he slid between
her legs spreading them wide. And
with Larry between her thighs, the petals of her womanhood were lewdly spread,
opening herself to him. He
moved over her, positioning himself.
Suddenly, she realized he had closed the short distance between them,
touching her, moving between her lips.
She ran her hands down his back to his bare buttocks
his pants were down, and hers were gone!
Oooohhhh!" came the surprised moan as she realized there was
nothing separating her from him.
With one simple push, he could take her. . .
. Sidney blushed from
the waist upward.
Being an Alpha-meta, Sidney was considerably stronger than most
men! Simply clamping her knees
around his hips would stop his progress.
But Sidney was infused with erotic heat, tingling beneath his
touch. He was so demanding,
so forceful! Something hard
and warm stroked her most intimate parts, spreading the lips of her womanhood,
transversing her slit from end to end and finally stopping, gently touching
her clitoris. Maidenly modesty
demanded that she stop him and push him away.
She had to decide! Sex
or no sex! She had to make the decision herself! It was her
decision! And if she
didnt decide soon, Larry would be making the decision for her!
Sidney wasnt aware of it, and certainly she would never admit
it if she were, but the reality of the situation was that she had met
the cock six months before, when she was
raped. And in truth, she wanted
to meet it again! Understandably,
at this particular moment, Larry was an ideal
partner. Larry wasnt a
rapist! He would be a
lover! If anyone fit
the role of her fantasy lover, it was Larry!
Sidneys libido lurched deeply within
her. Lust poured throughout
her body. Larry was poised at
the entrance of her quaking love channel, and suddenly, having his feather-light
touch caress her tingling labia wasnt
enough! Sidney wanted
Larry! She wanted him to fuck
her!
Now! She wanted it
all!
The whiskey had stilled the modest maiden in her. Her inhibitions were no longer strong enough to prevent her from letting go and actually living her fantasy! And that frightened her a little. |But Sidney was overwhelmed with erotic heat, driving her wild! She writhed beneath him! If anything, her thighs spread wider, opening herself, offering no resistance. In her fantasy, this would be the moment where her fantasy lover took her virginity.
It was her decision! She had to decide!
Larry knew, even if she didnt, that she was hot and wet and
very ready! He enjoyed the
anticipation stemming from how close they were, but knew if he waited too
long she might react and pull away, bringing to an end what promised to be
a glorious night of passion!
We
belong together, he whispered.
I know, she answered, wrapping her arms around him, holding
him close.
And Larry made the decision for her! He thrust hard into her quivering, moist vagina, skewering her, expecting to feel the shredding of her maidenhead. But there was no biological resistance there and he easily slid deeply into her well-lubricated womanhood. She was hot! And she was tight, to be sure, (tight from six months of lack of use combined with ongoing Keegle exercises!), but there was no hymen blocking his way.
The sudden pain of Larrys abrupt entrance made Sidney cried
out with surprise. The hard
warmth of Larrys flesh invaded her, unexpectedly spreading of her
membranes. The sudden invasion
hurt! It felt like he was enormous
as her sex stretched painfully to accommodate his
organ. Simultaneously, Larry gave a groan of pleasure
as Sidneys marvelous sex encircled
him. With a grunt
Sidney clamped her muscles and implored him,
Stop! We
cant! It hurts!
Larry gave his well-rehearsed
answer: We cant
stop! Its too late! Try
to relax! I dont want
to hurt you!
And the silly bimbo believed him!
It had hurt Sidney, him going inside of her. He said he didnt want to hurt her any more! Confused and dazed, she obediently began to relax, and he withdrew to thrust again, pressing deeper into her. Again, Sidney tightened around him, her back arching, her toes curling inside her shoes, her long legs spread and trembling.
But then a space seemed to open and she could feel his heartbeat
overlapping hers. Sidney eyes
widened as he drove into her. She arched herself against her lover unconsciously wanting
more and receiving it as he thrust harder into
her. Sidney whimpered and cried
out even louder as Larrys penis pressed further between the folds of
her womanhood. With a brutal
shove, Larry entering her completely, as Sidney gasped and trembled beneath
his thrusts.
This was her
fantasy! She had never expecting
to actually live it! It
was a little rougher than she had expected, but nonetheless it was still
her dream. And for the first time, Sidney wasnt in charge of
the fantasy: Larry was! Sidney
was simply letting it happen.
Was she feeling Larrys unconditional love and acceptance flowing
through her with every thrust? The
feelings of worthlessness and pain she had felt from the rape were
gone! Larry loved
her! She felt it in his
passion! And now, they were
making love! They were
lovers! The thought of having
a lover suddenly made Sidney feel awfully grown up!
Unexpectedly, her body flushed with real sexual need!
Larry thrust and withdrew, spreading her natural lubrication, and
thrust again and Sidney grunted as his penis stretched her sex and her already
primed vagina welcomed his driving
manhood! After the first three
or four thrusts, it didnt hurt so much as her body adjusted and the
natural lubrication came into play. Without thinking, Sidney shut her eyes
tight, bit her lips, opened her body to him, clenched her vagina hard around
him, flexing her back and caressing his penis, pleasure coursing through
her mind.
She felt her bosom roll and ripple like the after
shocks of an earthquake in time with each powerful thrust, keeping time to
Larrys penetrations like a
metronome.
This was so close to her
fantasy! Infused with almost orgasmic pleasures, Sidney found her
hips rolling into his thrusts, driven insane by Larrys plunges plumbing
her depths!
Please, Larry, she gasped, rationality suddenly interfering with desire. Please stop! Take it out. Im not pro . . .
Her words were cut off by Larrys passionate
kiss. At this moment, Larry
was not about to be dissuaded with a few words!
Sidneys hands clutched him firmly to her, contradicting
her words. Larry withdrew, pulling
almost completely out, and Sidneys hand slid down to his naked hips,
pulling him back into her as he thrust deep and
hard. Warmth was spreading from
Sidneys tight vagina to her belly.
Her body was generating even more
lubrication. Sidney wrapped
her shapely legs around him and pulled him closer, feeling him hilt himself,
her body flexing up, trapped with insatiable orgasmic pleasures in response
to his continued, consummate assault!
Fully imbedded, he ground his thick sex around inside of her.
It felt so good!
Sidneys responses were obviously acts of consent, so without
further misgiving about her spoken objections Larry increased his speed causing
Sidney to twist. His ramrod cock felt so big as it stretched deep and rubbed
Sidney just right along the nub of her
clit. She suppressed an erotic
scream, but could not suppress the vulnerable shudder that ran down her spine.
Establishing a rhythm, Larry pumped, rocking in and out of her, his
breath coming in hisses and grunts.
He was concerned only with his own gratification, and gave little
thought of Sidneys feelings!
Larrys hand dropped to grab her
breast. Sidneys body was
infused with the same warm, tingling feeling she had experienced when she
was raped and orgasmed against her will.
Between Larrys hand on her breast and his voracious pounding
into her, Sidneys resolve was eroding
rapidly! Any will power Sidney
possessed was crumbling before his assault on her intensely stimulated
senses. Her hands slid upwards,
beneath his shirt, caressing his bare back, holding him
tightly. As her body was moved
in synch with the thrusts of the invader, a small part of her that told her
she shouldnt be doing this!
And that still, small voice was keeping her from fully participating
in their union.
Sidney moaned through Larrys kiss as his pumping intensified, her own feelings of warmth and sexual pleasure were overwhelming her consciousness. Larry was deep inside of her, pumping madly. And her ardor became more intense the harder Larry pumped, his kisses became fiercer and his fondling became more intense!
But, deep inside, her reservations about the propriety of what they
were doing simply wouldnt go away.
His kiss ended, he pressed his face against her cheek, panting into
her ear. Then raising his head, he gazed into her
eyes. He loved the expression
on her face: -- a combination
of ecstasy, disbelief, amazement!
And lust!
Somewhere through the haze of her hormone-muddled brain she heard
Larry whisper, I love you, Sidney!
He loved her! He had said it! And she loved him! That makes it all right, doesnt it? she wondered. Larry had said he loved her! That had dispelled all of her feelings of worthlessness. It drove off the pain of her memories.
She wasnt worthless! She meant something to Larry! He loved her! Sidney felt ecstatic with the rush of feelings of self worth and being valued.
And Sidney Thames, the prim and proper girl,
melted. She capitulated,
surrendering to him! He could
do whatever he wanted! There
would be no resistance from her, no opposition, but rather she was thrusting
into him, moaning. Eagerly,
she pounded her hips against his, offering him everything she could give!
Larry felt Sidneys reluctance and reservations fading
away. He
marveled! It always amazed him
how easily those three simple words, I love you, could spread
almost any girls thighs! And
tonight, those words, combined with the alcohol, had swept away the last
Sidneys inhibitions! He
savored the delicious fading of the last vestiges of her unwillingness.
Absorbed in her fantasy, Sidney yielded, clamping around him and caressing
his penis as Larry continued to grind his manhood ruthlessly in and out of
her. It was incredible!
It was the most satisfying experience of her young
life. Her whole world was centered on the man-meat that was
buried between her legs! Erotic
waves of heat passed through her body.
That wonderfully frightening feeling of sexual pleasure was building
in her! She had never
felt so needed, so contented . . . so
feminine! Spasmodically, her
muscles clamped down on his thrusting member.
Larry grunted as he pumped into his beautiful partner. Apparently, there had been no hymen, so she may or may not have been a virgin, but she was certainly hot and she was certainly tight! Man, he wanted to fuck her into oblivion!
Sidney whimpered as moans of pleasure and passion escaped from her lips. Her hands, beneath his shirt, raked his back with her fingernails, thrusting her hips, urging him harder and deeper.
Without warning, Larrys pumping became erratic. Sidney knew what that meant. She recognized the signs of Larrys impending climax! Fear flashed through her sex-addled brain. Why had she stopped taking those birth control pills? If Larry released his seed inside of her, she could become pregnant. And if she became pregnant, then she would lose her super power forever. But those four thugs had all cum inside her, and she hadnt become pregnant then.
Larry, pull out! Dont . . . she cried out in distress. Then grunted as Larry thrust into her again.
Sidney cried out with each wild thrust of Larrys manhood into
her.
She tried again.
Please, . . . .
Larry . . . Uh, . . . . Uh . . . pull out . . .
Larry gave a particularly deep thrust almost taking her breath
away. . . . uuuuuhhhh
. . . youll . . . . make
. . . me . . . . preg . . . . . . . .
And then, Sidney began to shake and couldnt stop shaking. She squeezed her eyes shut against this unexpected pleasure, the anticipation! She wanted to feel Larry cum inside of her! She wanted to be filled with his seed, his love!
And this thought pushed her over the
edge! She impelled her hips
upward and into him, driving his penis deeper into
her. Her knees spread even wider,
attempting to give him even greater access to
her. Her breathing became ragged
and her orgasm seized her, seeming to rip through her entire body and
mind! Sidney quivered and
quaked. Her body began wild
gyrations, inhibited only by the confines of the car, the weight of her lover
holding her down and his penis pinning her in
place. She gave a low, sensual
groan deep in her throat as her hips pounded into him with release; her teenaged
hormones generating an unexpected scream, her body taunt with suddenly released
ecstasy! The orgasm was like
a gut punch, taking her breath away and leaving her stunned and dazed, gasping
for breath. Her climax radiated
pure, unadulterated pleasure throughout her
being. She bucked and grunted
and gasped, all the while, her muscles were convulsing and quivering around
her boyfriends penis!
Aaaeeeiiiiiiieeeeee, she cried, her back arching and head
back. She was panting and gasping,
grunting.
And Larry, already on the cusp of his own climax, arching himself
into her, pushing every centimeter inside her, slamming home with
relish. Yes, he
cried, his head rolled back and his fingers dug into her
breast. Sidneys climax
fired Larrys ardor all the more.
He lost it and exploded deep within her throbbing, clenching
body. He twitched, seized, then
groaned and blasted, driving his seed deep into her sweet, receptive,
female depths. The intensity
of his orgasm forced him to plunge even deeper into her, and Sidney gave
another scream of ecstasy, her body rising and arching, tensing as she climaxed
again, pouring out wails of satisfaction, her vagina clutching him, milking
him. Larry strained, forcing
his rod as deeply into her as possible as he rode out both of their
orgasms. He pumped himself dry
into her womb.
Sidneys mind was swimming with stimulation. She panted and gasped, grunted and made small, pathetic mewing noises.
Can anything that feels this good be bad?
Sidney couldnt imagine anything closer to perfection than their
mating had been! If perfection ever existed, Sidney had just experienced
it!
Chapter 3 And then . . .
Larry was sprawled over his girlfriend, relaxing contentedly on her
abundant breasts, as he gradually softened within
her. He smiled a stupid, slaphappy
smile, while Sidney, also grinning from ear-to-ear, held him to her
bosom. With vacant eyes and
deep breaths, she lay staring up at the roof of the
car. She felt calm and
peaceful. But somewhere in the
back of her mind, she knew that she and Larry werent
married: They shouldnt
be having sex.
But Sidney was still dazed by the intensity of the orgasm she had just experienced. The girls at school had been right! Sex really is amazing! At least, sex with Larry had been! Her experience being raped had her on the verge of giving up men forever. But Larry had changed all that! Being with someone you love makes a tremendous difference! Sidney felt wonderfully happy! She felt fulfilled, complete. She felt like a woman! And she had just experienced a wonderful man!
Other than when she was raped during Ms Crusaders first adventure
six months ago, Sidney had led
a rather sheltered life. Coming
from this background, Larry, her first real lover, probably could
do no wrong.
When Larry slipped out of her, he suddenly became embarrassed and
separated from her. Picking up on his cue, Sidney scrambled to sit beside
Larry, pushing her skirt down to cover her knees, and holding the front up,
although she made no effort to zip up the gown
again. Both were still breathing
hard, and Sidney felt the evidence of their love seeping from her, staining
the crinolines of her dress.
But she didnt see any
blood. Last time there had been
some blood. She glanced at Larry,
sitting beside her, almost afraid to look at
her. Her eyes dropped
and in the moonlight, she saw his glistening member still exposed, Larrys
pants still down mid thigh. He
was oblivious to his state of dress.
Sidney was feeling ambivalent. Had Larry just raped her? She had told him to stop! Twice. Maybe three times. And she had asked him to pull out two times. And he hadnt.
But she had given herself to him!
It was more like he had helped her live out her
fantasy.
He
had treated her gently (almost) and told her that he loved her.
Memories of her rape flashed before Sidneys eyes. And by sheer force of will, she replaced those memories with her fantasy. That place between her legs hurt like it had when she was raped, but it wasnt so bad this time. It was amazing how close tonights activities had reflected Sidneys fantasy. And re-living her fantasy in her mind, she knew the next thing her fantasy lover would want from her: what Larry would want from her. She had been with men before in the back seat of a car. That was when she had been raped. She had experienced what men want. She knew what they expected.
Sidney knew that after a man had fucked her, he wanted her to clean him off. Was that what Larry expected of her, she wondered.
She put her palm on Larrys face and turned him toward her, giving
him a sweet kiss. He kissed her back, but he didnt put his arms around
her and tell her he loved her like she hoped he
would. Disappointment surged through
her. And other than the kiss, which she had initiated, he
hadnt even touched her, or even taken her hand since . . .
.
What are you thinking? she
asked.
Larry shrugged.
Maybe he was waiting for her to finish the
job. Maybe he was embarrassed
to ask, so Sidney decided to take the lead.
Ill lick you clean, she volunteered, and without hesitation, bent over his lap, taking his limp member in her hand, lovingly kissing it, then began licking. Larrys youth was evident as immediately, he began to harden again. Sidney took Larry into her mouth and began sucking, duplicating the lessons she had learned from the four thugs.
Too astonished to say anything, Larry stared at the brunette head bobbing up and down on his glistening, wet cock, as if she was consuming it! Very quickly, Larrys penis grew to its youthful, gigantic proportions. Sometimes, Larry had allowed his dates to negotiate a blowjob instead of actual fucking. Sometimes, after fucking a girl, he would have to beg to get a blowjob! But Sidney had fucked him willingly, and then volunteered to suck him off!
Sidney found that what had humiliated and degraded her before, now
actually fueled her devotion, and she felt the heat wash through her body
again. She was doing something
special for her man: the man she loved!
At least, it was special to her!
Surely, he appreciated the gift she was giving
him! It was not something she
would normally do for any
man. She liked the way Larry
tasted! This was her fantasy
actually being lived out! And she was enjoying
it! And Larry was going along
with it! Her fantasy had followed
the pattern of the rape, but with a loving
partner. And she was thinking
ahead, anticipating what would happen after she had licked him
clean! That wonderful tingle
and ache poured through her loins again!
With the thugs, Sidney had resigned herself to the taste and smell
of man. The fact that
Larry had said he loved her, somehow made him taste and smell better!
Watching the silky brown haired head bobbing up and down on his penis,
Larry was impressed, even astonished by her talent, her skill and
enthusiasm. She had endurance
and was eager to please!
Already, Larry had reached rock-hard readiness, his breathing became
gasps and his pumping became erratic.
And, again, Sidney recognized what was happening!
She pulled her mouth off of him, and he began to object.
No, Im not leaving you, Sidney gasped. Just do it another way, turning and positioning herself on her hands and knees, her thighs spread wide, pulling the skirt of her gown up over her back side. Come on, kneel in back of me, she implored.
It was happening too quickly.
And he wasnt in charge!
Larry, not quite sure what was happening,
obeyed. She felt Larry rigid
penis seductively grazing her bare leg and
hip. Sidney had to reach beneath
her legs to grab his erect member with her hand and draw it to her dripping
vagina and rub its tip up and down her opening.
Go ahead, Sidney
urged.
Please!
Larry may have been a little slow, but once I recognized what Sidney
was doing, he moved into position to mount her, doggie
style. Although she presented
him easy access to her, he was clumsy in the cramped quarters of the car,
and Sidney had to lead him until his daunting member pressed slowly into
the opening of her vagina. Not one to pass up a golden opportunity, he pressed
his prodigious penis between her puffy, vaginal lips and into her welcoming
vagina. Sidney, delighted in
the feel of his burning flesh against
hers. Her vaginal sheath
was still sore. But Larry felt
so good. She sighed
happily.
She was still deeply engrossed in her own fantasy, arched her back
and groaned in relief as he entered her, exactly on
cue. Her walls throbbed around
him tightly, grasping him and encouraging him, her bottom wiggling and gyrating
delightfully. As if on autopilot,
Larry began a slow rocking motion, sinking his penis deeper inside her willing
vagina. With each movement,
more of him pushed inside her. It
left her panting and squeezing him and thrashing with
pleasure. He withdrew slightly
and drove home again. She gasped.
Larry was not a virgin by any
means! His popularity as a football
hero had brought him numerous willing nymphs, and more than a few fairly
experienced partners, some of whom had taken the time to teach him where
and how to touch a woman. And
encouraged by Sidneys willingness, he was using every trick he had
learned on her. But she was
also showing him a few things!
Already, she had given him one fabulous fuck, and now she was offering
him another. This all seemed strange to Larry since Sidney had always
been so straight laced in school.
In fact, her reputation was
spotless! Larry hadnt
expected anything more than copping a quick feel tonight. And yet, here she
was, frantically fucking him. The
ease of his conquest disturbed him.
It shouldnt have.
Long ago, Larry had settled into a fuck-em and forget
em lifestyle. He
knew it would just be a matter of time before the rest of the school, or
at least the female half of the school, would recognize it and cut
off his rations. He
wasnt sure what he would do then.
He would probably have to look outside of school for feminine
companionship. Or he would simply
wait until he reached college, where there would be a new and wider selection
of females, many away from home for the first time and eager for new
experiences. But for the time
being, Larry was not disturbed in the slightest that he was leaving a trail
of broken hearts behind him, and a ruptured hymen accompanied almost each
one of those broken hearts.
With Sidney, as with every girl, his principal concern had been to
get into her pants. Her entire value, in Larrys mind, lay between
her legs. The idea of getting
to know someone, and maybe forming a (gasp) relationship before fucking her
was totally foreign to
him. He had never bothered to make the effort really to talk
to Sidney, or to get to know her as a
person. He had absolutely no
idea of what had happened to her before he met
her. If he had taken the time,
if they had talked, if he had gained Sidneys trust, she would have
been attracted to him all the more!
She might even have told him about her fantasy
lover. And if she had,
then both Sidney and Larry would be enjoying her fantasy
tonight. And for Larry, at least,
it would have been a very different experience.
Instead, he was making the most of a cheap fuck, thinking about the disappointment that apparently she was not the innocent and untarnished virgin he had expected.
And of course, now that he had achieved his goal, there was no longer
any necessity to date the Sidney any longer.
Relieving an inexperienced nice girl of her virtue was
always an enjoyable experience.
Fucking a slut was always anti-climactic, especially when he had expected
her to be a virgin. Thick headed as he was, the possibility of sharing a fantasy
with a wonderful and willing partner was a pleasure that he would probably
never experience.
As it was, Sidney was a trophy fuck any way you look at
it. Additionally, she was still
awfully tight! Larry decided
to make this second fuck a slow, enjoyable, memorable encounter as he bottomed
out deep inside her receptive femininity.
"This is so much better the second time around!" Sidney exulted, totally
lost in her fantasy.
Kneeling in the back seat of the car, Sidney braced her arms against
the car window before her to support herself, and to give her some leverage
so that she could push herself back upon Larry, meeting him as he drove into
her!
Afraid he might slip out of her in this cramped space, Larry kept
his hands on her hips, holding her steady as he pumped into her with clumsy,
adolescent eagerness. Sidney happily
rocked back into him, living out her dream, meeting each thrust. Sweat covered her entire body and she found herself getting more and more turned on as Larry gained confidence.
Larry settled himself into deliciously slow, steady rocking motion,
piercing her already overheated and over stimulated
body. Her muscles squeezed him
as she whimpered with noises of
pleasure. There was no resistance
in her at all! Becoming more
secure in the cramped space, Larry reached one hand around to grab her breast
and fondle her already hardened nipple.
His endurance seemed endless, and Sidney wondered if he would ever
cum. She didnt realize
that having climaxed only a few minutes earlier, even although he was young,
virile, and erect, he still had not yet regained all of his masculine
capabilities. Sidney was getting
more excited, eagerly awaiting his ejaculation with a strange mixture of
joy and pain.
Larry pounded in and out, one hand holding her hips to steady her and the other hand rolling her hard nipple. Sidneys hand crept downward between her legs, pausing to feel the action of his vigorous lunges into her. She let her head drop and gazed downward past his hand manipulating her nipple and observed his mammoth (so it seemed) member disappearing deeply inside her, then reappearing. Seeing what she was feeling was a huge turn-on for her, and she almost lost it right then. Sidney knew she wanted to time her climax so that she and Larry would come at exactly the same time. Letting her hand move further until she found Larrys scrotum, gently grasping his balls, causing a flurry of new activity from her partner. Larrys breathing took on a low animalistic timbre, and both hands sought out her large hypersensitive nipples, gently pulled outward, distending her exquisitely soft breasts, noting the sighs of satisfaction as she responded to his manipulation of her mammaries. Sidney licked his hand playfully. And Larry responded by pressing both of her quivering breasts into her chest beneath the palms of his hands.
Pleased with Larrys enthusiastic reaction, Sidney gently raked
her fingernails over his scrotum.
Moaning, Larry reacted, moaning.
He hadnt felt this hard, or this big, in a long
time. Beginning to lose control, Larry pinched
Sidneys sacred nubs causing her to cry out: a sound that he interpreted
as gasps of approval rather than cries of pain.
Sidney turned her head and Larry found her
lips. Her kiss was filled with
hunger, and Larry pressed deeper into
her. She gasped and murmured against his lips, . . .
so . . . good!
He marveled! I
cant believe how good, how willing you
are! One hand continuing
his exquisite torture of her breast and nipple, while the other hand slid
downward, pressing her stomach closer to him, pushing her downward onto his
predatory member, and ultimately, centering on her mons where his finger
sought out and began a slow, gradual, but relentless manipulation of her
clitoris. Larrys touch of her clit made Sidney moan louder, and even
though she was struggling to keep control, her hips began to pump more
frantically.
Throwing her head back and forth, spreading her knees even wider, her dark hair flew around her. She jerked and spasmed as Larry plowed into her repeatedly. Her breasts rolled and rippled in anticipation, like the earth storing stresses in anticipation of an earthquake. She arched her back again, moaning ecstatically.
Larry picked up his pace as a climax began to rise within
him. Im going to
cum, he whispered between clenched
teeth. Are you
ready?
Yessssss! came the pleased, strangled reply, the wonderful
tingle driving her toward climax.
Sidney shivered with joy and
pain. She screamed, her back
arching, her head back. She
felt Larry thrust hard and freeze, and she exploded into a magnificent,
mind-blowing, will breaking orgasm, completing the fantasy that she had been
riding.
With a groan of triumph, Larry hammered blast after blast of his burning
seed into her welcoming vagina, slamming home with each spurt of his
semen. Larry clutched her breast
in one hand while he captured her distended clitoris, pressing it between
two fingers. Sydneys response was to jerk uncontrollably, gasping,
grunting and making pathetic mewing noises as she spasmed around his
man-meat. Sidneys climax
fired Larrys ardor, causing him to pump all the harder within her,
driving what felt like a double dose of cum into her throbbing, clenching
womanhood. Aware that his load
was filling her again, and groaning loudly, Sidney shuddered, and began squeezing
her muscles over and over again, milking him, trying to get every bit of
his seed into her as they both climaxed.
It was just as she wanted it!
Swooning and collapsing with her face cradled in her arms on the seat,
Sidney continued to climax around him, mumbles of pleasure coming from her
lips.
Larry throbbed inside her once more and pinched her clit again, generating
more spasms with her, combined with an over stimulated cry of ecstasy.
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A few weeks later
Sidney sat, vacantly staring at the indicator before
her. It confirmed why her powers
seemed to have abandoned her.
Staring at the stick, she reflected on her fate.
She had brought dozens of criminals to justice. She had been accepted into the Sisterhood of Superheroines at the age of eighteen! She had even made headlines in the newspapers and had stories about her on TV news. She had been gang-raped by a group of thugs, and other than her inevitable reaction to the rape, she had avoided pregnancy at that time which would have ended her career as a Meta Superheroine, and she had escaped virtually unscathed.
And then, after the prom, she had been with Larry. Larry had said he loved her.
But ever since, Larry had
been avoiding her. He would
sit on the other side of the school cafeteria with his back to her, and was
spending is time with a bubble headed cheerleading
bimbo! It was a typical, heartless
high school breakup. And that
made her feel like every other insecure high school girl
Sidney wished Larry were here, now!
And that he still loved her like he said he
had. And that they could
talk! Sidney desperately wanted
someone to talk with. She
didnt feel she could talk with
LoneStar. Not now!
Here Sidney was. She was home
alone staring at a home-pregnancy test indicator.
Sidney sat there, afraid.
She was alone.
Lonely.
She had tested positive!
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