#208243 added November 23, 2002 at 10:12am Restrictions: None
The ball
31st oct 1885
I hope to see more of him the man at the ball I ask Roger who he was he said Nicholas Morton someone not for me to meet ,well I was wanting to meet him there was something dark to him his eyes were soulful when the ball the finish I try to find him but he was nowhere. Thomas picked on me and was trying to kiss me when Roger came in Thomas didn't stop he smiled I could hear Roger said my mothers was asleep then i could fell his arms on my waist and him kissing my neck i told him to stop but he continue ,Thomas looked at Roger who laid me on the floor and found something to bound my hands. Thomas said how roger just married my mother for her title even if it was a small one saying that he and his father wanting me,he lifed my dress and pull down his breeches down and entered me hard breaking my hymen then Roger fucked me. Somehow there made me think I wanted it said I would get used to it the bastards I hope they die.
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