I was always a precocious child; curious and lively. I grew up in a loving, privileged family, spoiled and pampered by all. My father was an enlightened man, who wanted all his children, sons and daughters alike, to be educated. Thus I grew up in an atmosphere of learning, love and trust. I thought everyone loved me, and believed none would do me harm.
As I grew older, I found that society prized more than my brains or my personality. As my breasts budded and my hips rounded, I learned the power of my body. My dark brown tresses flowed over my shoulders, and my eyes flashed with inner fire. I learned that when I pouted my full pink lips and sucked Click to read more