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 Subject: TETMD: Brianna's Story 4

   Story Codes: g solo, g/g

   Summary: After Brianna's life goes into a tailspin, Ja'quoia is
comforted by her new freind, the perfect cheerleader, Sarah.  Brianna's
arrest causes a political and social upheaval in the state.  Myra's
intervention leads to the charges against Brianna being dropped.  Brianna
starts a new course in life with twists she could never have imagined.

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   Brianna's Story Part 4

   When the police arrived at the house, Brianna was patiently waiting for
them in the living room.  They knocked on the door, announced themselves,
and she yelled, "Come in, the door's open!"

   With their guns drawn, they entered cautiously.  One officer quickly
sprinted to Brianna, pulled her to the floor and handcuffed her, while more
police entered through the front door.  The house quickly filled with
police, as others came in through the rear door.  The scene was secured in
no time at all.  A female officer sat with Brianna as the investigation
began.

   Eventually, a tough-looking, female detective took Brianna into the
kitchen and sat her at the table.  Brianna carefully recounted everything
that had happened from the previous day through the present.  She spoke in
precise detail of the events leading up to her rape the day before.  Her
narrative of the current day did vary somewhat from the truth.  She did not
include the candles, or her luring of Keith to her bed.  She also made no
mention of Devyn or his participation.

   What she did include was her firm belief that Keith had killed her
mother, and then raped her.  She added that he would have raped her again
and again if she hadn't stopped him.

   After retelling her story twice to two different detectives, for a total
of four times, she was allowed a short break.  The police were in a bit of
a quandary.  Brianna had no parents or guardians to protect her.  She
hadn't been charged with a crime, so any confession was subject to
exclusion.  The detectives were inclined to accept her story and take her
into protective custody until a judge could find a proper placement for
her.

   At that time, SA Andrea Gorrie arrived.  She consulted with the
detectives, spoke with Brianna for a moment, and then instructed the
detectives to place Brianna under arrest.

   Before arriving at the scene, SA Gorrie had already decided to charge
"this little bitch murderess" as an adult, and press for the most extreme
charges as possible.

   Brianna was cuffed, arrested, Mirandized, and taken to the County
Holding Center.  Two new detectives were assigned to her case.  They
proceeded to interrogate her for twelve hours.  Brianna's story was almost
perfect each time she told it, most of her mistakes were the kind
detectives expected, mostly inconsequential items.  Her main story, though,
never changed.  Brianna won over the two new detectives; but, after one
meeting with the SA, whose mind could not be swayed, they devised ways to
misconstrue Brianna's statements as probable cause to go to trial.

   Brianna was the lead on the morning news and dominated all reporting
that day.  There was great confusion as to just what sort of girl she was.
By the time the evening news came on, reporters were amazed that not one
single person who knew Brianna, would speak a bad word about her.

   At Brianna's first court appearance, she was formally charged with
murder in the first degree and remanded, without bail, to the Juvenile
Detention Center where she would be held in isolation.  Her Public Defender
urged her to take a deal and plead guilty.  Brianna steadfastly refused all
pressure to admit guilt.

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   Brianna's arrest had set several seemingly unrelated events into motion.
Kelly, the cashier who had pressed charges against Charlie, suddenly
dropped all her accusations.  Keith had bribed Kelly to accuse Charlie and,
with Keith now dead, she no longer had a financial interest in accusing
Charlie.  Charlie was then free to provide for Brianna's legal defense. 
Her Public Defender was dismissed and Charlie's lawyer became Brianna's
lawyer.

   Across town, Thomas Donahue, Executive Director of the very exclusive
Rolfe Academy was watching the morning news while having breakfast.  News
of the beautiful, young, murderess was on every channel.  At first Thomas
was enchanted by the beauty of the girl; then, when Keith Semple's name was
mentioned, he became more than intrigued.  Thomas called his secretary and
had her research the late Keith Semple.  In ten minutes, she called back
and confirmed what he had already suspected; Keith was the one who tried to
enroll his soon-to-be stepdaughter at Rolfe several months previous. 
Thomas remembered the terrible feelings that assaulted him when he spoke
with Keith Semple.  He sensed the evil, the complicity.  Thomas turned him
down out of hand.  He now felt a responsibility for what had happened.  He
should have examined the disgusting little man further.

   Thomas paused Brianna's image on his TV and without taking his eyes from
the screen, he reached for the phone.  Thomas entered a number he was to
only use in case of emergency.  After three rings, his immediate superior,
Myra, answered the phone.

   "Thomas?  What is going on?  Why the call?"

   "There is something going on here that you need to get in on."

   There was silence on the other end.  Thomas continued, "Myra, there is a
young girl in the news.  She's perfectly gorgeous.  She supposedly killed
her stepfather, who allegedly raped her and, who, she claims, killed her
mother."

   "Thomas, why would this be of interest to us ...  me?"

   "I'm telling you, you need to have this looked into.  There's something
about this girl.  Even if the boss isn't interested in her, we need to have
her here, with us, at Rolfe."

   "Thomas, I don't know.  The boss is having a real tough time right now.
I'm not sure he would be ready for a new girl or not." Unbeknownst to
anyone outside of a very tight circle, Aiden was currently mourning the
loss of his beloved Yvette, and Myra wasn't so sure that bringing him a new
girl was the right thing to do at this time.

   Myra sighed, Thomas' instincts had never let her down before; and, he
was quite adamant about this girl.  "Tell you what; get our lawyers and
people to thoroughly examine this case, and the girl.  I'll be up there
first thing tomorrow morning."

   "Myra, you are not going to regret this!"

   Around the region, there had been a growing part of the population who
didn't care for SA Gorrie's ruthless prosecutions.  The arrest and charging
of the little girl who killed the man who killed her mother and then raped
her, was just simply too much.  For them, and the others who joined with
them, Brianna became the cause célèbre with which to launch a political
battle against the State's Attorney.

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   WARNING!!  The following utilizes a "flashback" technique.  The events
at the Towsley School from the time of Brianna's mother's death, to
Brianna's murder arrest will be described.

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   Brianna's arrest also had a powerful impact at the Towsley School.  For
Ja'quoia it seemed like the world was crumbling under her.  Previously,
when Brianna' mother, Anna, had died, the entire Towsley school united as
one to mourn her passing and support Brianna.

   The day after Brianna had left school, due to her mother's death, an
assembly of the Towsley student body was convened; the Headmistress
formally broke the sad news to the girls and staff.  The Headmistress began
to discuss how she wanted the girls to behave when, suddenly, Sarah Flynn,
an eleventh grade cheerleader, stood and asked the Headmistress if she
could speak to the girls.  In some ways, the Headmistress was happy to let
someone else speak; quite frankly, she was too tired, and emotionally
spent, to go on much more.  She stepped away from the podium and waved
Sarah up onto the stage.

   The Headmistress trusted her girls implicitly, and Sarah was one of the
finest students the school had ever seen.  Sarah Flynn was pretty much a
perfect sixteen-year-old girl.  She was heartbreakingly pretty, with long,
flowing, blonde hair.  She was perfectly proportioned, very fit, neither
skinny nor muscular.  Her eyes were clear blue and her skin flawless.  She
was very smart and extremely polite.  She was a born leader and many of her
teachers were very interested in her future.

   Sarah stood, cheerleader-perfect, at the podium in her perfect school
uniform; she turned to look at the distraught Ja'quoia, and smiled. 
Ja'quoia felt as if Brianna was smiling at her.  Ja'quoia sat up, smiled
back at Sarah and waited for her to speak.

   Sarah spoke, "Thank you, dear Headmistress, with your permission ...  I
recommend that the swim team, the Martial Arts Club, and two
representatives from each class attend the funeral for Mrs.  Fason ... 
excuse me ...  Mrs.  Semple.  Brianna has not been a student here for very
long; but, I believe I speak for everyone when I say she has become a loved
member of our family.  We can't bring her mother back to her, but we can
give her love and a larger family than any girl could ever imagine having!"

   It was a short but, impassioned speech.  The girls were crying as they
applauded.  Sarah went to Ja'quoia and gave her an extended hug.  Ja'quoia
felt electricity ripple through her body as she felt Sarah's body press
into hers.  As they broke their hug, Sarah said to Ja'quoia, "I'll come see
you after dinner; we'll plan what we're going to do."

   Sarah walked back to her seat as the Headmistress announced that Sarah
and the Martial Arts instructor would form a committee to arrange the
school's response.

   That evening, Ja'quoia had gotten ready for bed early and was staring at
the words in a book, when Sarah knocked on her door.  Ja'quoia nervously
greeted Sarah.  Of course, she knew who Sarah was, everyone in at school
knew Sarah; but, she never imagined that the most popular girl in school
would be spending time with her.  Sarah greeted Ja'quoia with another
full-body hug.  Sarah wore white tennies, very short, white shorts and, a
simple blue t-shirt.  Her long, blonde hair was pulled back in a simple
ponytail.

   Sarah loosened her hug, leaned back while still holding Ja'quoia with
her left arm, her right leg was slightly raised as she held Ja'quoia's face
with her right hand and gazed into Ja'quoia's eyes.  She softly caressed
the side of Ja'quoia's face and said, "You can lean on me ...  together
we'll get through all of this and help Brianna as much as we can."

   Ja'quoia was filled with wild emotions and sensations.  She felt Sarah's
genuine compassion, as well as her hips provocatively pressing against her
own.  With a downward glance, Ja'quoia confirmed what she had suspected;
Sarah wasn't wearing a bra and her hard nipples were just barely touching
her own tits.  Glancing back to Sarah's face, Ja'quoia thought, `My god! 
She's even prettier up close!  Her skin is absolutely flawless, even
without makeup.  The lip gloss ...  the deep blue of her eyes'.  Ja'quoia
shook herself back into reality and said, "I can't thank you enough ... 
you've ...  everyone has been so kind ...  I understand, but I don't
understand."

   Sarah's left hand fell from Ja'quoia's back, moved lightly over her ass,
and came to rest on Ja'quoia's hip.  Her right hand moved from Ja'quoia's
face to her shoulder, down the front of her arm, letting her thumb brush
ever so slightly against the side of Ja'quoia's tit, and came to rest on
her other hip.  Ja'quoia involuntarily let out a sensual shudder as Sarah's
hands caressed her body on their journey to her hips.

   Sarah slowly caressed Ja'quoia's hips, her fingers barely reaching to
the middle of her ass cheeks as she circled her hands.  With a smile, Sarah
said, "I've always worried about you ever since you came here.  Ja'quoia,
I've noticed the two of you.  Brianna has been very good for you and the
two of you are so sweet and beautiful.  I've been meaning to talk with you
guys; but, things just always got in the way.  Hell, girl, I've also wanted
to recruit you for the cheer squad!" Now with a girlish and somewhat
conspiratorial giggle, Sarah added, "I have lots of nefarious reasons to
reach out to you!" Then with a softer, sadder, and more comforting tone,
she added, "I just wish it wasn't such a terrible thing that finally
brought us together.  I hope you'll forgive me and let me help."

   Ja'quoia broke into tears as she wrapped her arms around Sarah.  Sarah
instinctively pulled her in tight and tried her best to comfort the girl.
Sarah felt a myriad of sensations as Ja'quoia hugged her tighter. 
Ja'quoia's head was nestled into Sarah's neck and, with each sob, her body
convulsed against Sarah.  Sarah carefully shifted her stance so that her
pussy was firmly pressed against Ja'quoia's thigh.  The sensation was
wonderful!  Sarah held and comforted Ja'quoia until she began to calm down.
For Sarah, the timing was perfect.  If the embrace had gone on much longer,
she knew she would have been cumming all over the crying girl's thigh!

   Ja'quoia looked into Sarah's eyes and said, "I don't know what to do! 
I'm not the one who needs help and comforting.  Brianna is the one who
needs us and I can't get a hold of her!  We need to help her ...  and I
can't do anything."

   Sarah guided Ja'quoia over to the bed and sat with her, holding her
gently.  Sarah wiped the tears and mussed hairs from Ja'quoia's face and
said, "There, there ...  oh, sweetie, we will do what we can.  I'll see if
the Headmistress can get hold of Brianna.  You help me put together the
school's plan for the funeral and we'll make sure Brianna knows she is
loved and cared for.  OK?"

   Ja'quoia quietly nodded her head in agreement.  Everything felt so much
better with Sarah around.  Ja'quoia leaned into Sarah and sighed.  Sarah
gently laid Ja'quoia down on the bed and lay down next to her, moving
Ja'quoia into a spooning position in front of her.  Sarah held Ja'quoia
until she fell asleep.  Only then, did Sarah slide out of bed, turn the
lights off, and steal out of the room.

   Sarah and Ja'quoia were pretty much inseparable for the next two days.
The Headmistress was unable to reach Brianna, which disappointed Ja'quoia
greatly.  At Anna's funeral, the Towsley girls were the picture of
perfection and, brought tears to many mourners' eyes as each girl placed a
rose on Anna's casket.  Ja'quoia knew, that even though Brianna appeared
catatonic to everyone else, that inside, Brianna was actually firm and
focused.  They were able to exchange hugs and a few words after the
funeral.

   Ja'quoia expressed her great sympathy and asked if there was anything
she could do.  Brianna, clear eyed and confident, replied, "I can't tell
you how happy you've all made me.  I could feel the love.  You need to be
strong, Ja'quoia.  I could feel you these past few days.  I know it hasn't
been easy, but stay strong.  I need to feel your strength in the days to
come, not your fear or sadness ...  do you understand me?"

   Ja'quoia stood taller; a look of determination came across her face. 
She said, "You're going to fight, aren't you?  I've got your back sister!
I'll send you everything I've got.  Now, tell me, are you sure you're OK?
Do you need anything?"

   Brianna lovingly smiled at Ja'quoia, and replied, "Sister, I need your
love and I need your strength.  You are with me when I feel you.  Send me
all of your good feelings ...  I need them all." Glancing over to the
gathered Towsley girls, Brianna added, "Them too, I need their prayers and
thoughts also.  I can feel all of you ...  Isn't that Sarah?"

   "Brianna, she's been great!  No one has been a better friend than she
has.  She got all the girls organized."

   Right then, Keith tugged on Brianna's arm and said, "Brianna, we have to
get going!  It's not time for a school gathering!"

   Brianna jerked her arm back and coldly replied, "I'll be right along."

   Keith stepped back; he and Ja'quoia exchanged hated looks.  Brianna
hugged Ja'quoia and said, "I love you Ja'quoia, no matter what, I love you.
Sarah is good.  Stay close to her.  You two will be great together.  I
gotta go, I love you."

   Ja'quoia hung onto Brianna for a moment longer and said, "I'll always
love you more."

   It would be a long time before the girls would meet again.

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   That evening, after dinner, Ja'quoia and Sarah were sitting on Sarah's
bed in her room.  Sarah's roommate, Jackie, had left for her parent's house
in Idaho after the funeral.  They got permission for Ja'quoia to stay in
Sarah's room the three days that Jackie would be gone.  When Sarah asked
Ja'quoia about trying out for the cheer squad, Ja'quoia agreed.  They then
talked about nothing important; they just talked, as teenage girls are wont
to do.  They laughed and kidded each other.  They called each other names
and discussed boys.  They touched each other ...  a lot.  They had more
physical contact than would be considered usual, even for teenage girls.

   Sarah noticed that it was getting late and, announced she was going to
get ready for bed.  Ja'quoia picked up her night bag and said that it was a
good idea.  Sarah went to use the bathroom and changed into her
nightclothes.  Ja'quoia changed her clothes in the middle of the room. 
When Sarah returned, they both had a good laugh.  Both girls wore light
baggy sweat pants and frilly t-shirts.

   They sat on the bed facing each other, and continued talking; but, this
time, the conversation took a different tack.  Sarah opened by talking
about a couple of her sexual experiences.  Ja'quoia was very interested and
impressed.  Ja'quoia couldn't help herself and asked, "Have you ...  you
know ...  gone all the way?"

   Unabashed, Sarah replied, "Yeah, twice ...  once with my Uncle and
another with an older guy who lived down the street."

   "Your Uncle!?  Why?  How? ...  What?"

   "He was visiting us at Christmas and I was feeling kind of depressed.  I
didn't have a boyfriend or anyone important in my life.  I was feeling
sorry for myself.  Uncle Chuck, my dad's brother, was visiting us for the
holidays.  He had recently gotten divorced and was really down.  He's
always been my favorite Uncle; so, we just naturally kept close the whole
time.  On Christmas Eve, there was some wine ...  my parents and brothers
went to bed ...  and ...  well ...  we both were sitting on the couch when
we just kissed.  After that, it's just really private.  I can tell you this
though; I wanted it more than him.  We did it in my bed, right at midnight.
I fucked my Uncle into Christmas Day!  I was so happy he was the one who
took my cherry ...  actually; I think it's more like I gave it to him ... I
gave him my cherry for Christmas."

   "Did it ...  was it ...?"

   "It hurt a little; but, it was absolutely wonderful!  I'm one lucky
girl, my first time was with someone who loves me, and I love him. 
Everything about it was great!  Now, the other time was pretty good too.  I
wanted the guy pretty badly, he was a fucking hunk!  It was easy to get him
to go along ...  I mean, shit ...  I'm not too bad looking.  I had some
fun. He came by a few times afterwards.  I didn't want anything to do with
him.  Now, I'm just waiting for the right guy.  What about you, Ja'quoia?
You must be slaying the guys!"

   Ja'quoia explained her experiences with men and her lack of genuine
sexual history.  Sarah moved closer and sympathetically held Ja'quoia. 
Ja'quoia avoided the topic of Brianna, not wanting to violate her
confidence.  Sarah said, "Ja'quoia, we need to find you a guy, a good guy,
a fucking cute guy you can hang with.  I think you're going to need some
dick in you before too long!"

   Ja'quoia replied, a bit sarcastically at first, "Yeah, that's a good
one!" Then sincerely looking Sarah in the eyes, "Maybe if I was pretty like
you."

   "Hold on girl!  Yeah, I'm pretty; but that's about all I am!" Taking
Ja'quoia's face in her hands, Sarah continued, "You ...  you on the other
hand, are fucking, crazy-beautiful, gorgeous!  You don't even know how hot
you are!  My God girl ...  you're ...  Cleopatra!  Yeah, you're Cleopatra,
or one of those ancient goddesses!  Shit, pretty?  You left pretty behind a
long time ago."

   The two girls hugged and Ja'quoia whispered in Sarah's ear, "Thank you,
Sarah.  Let's find me the right guy.  I think I'm ready for the right guy.
Now ...  if you'll excuse me, I need the Lady's Room!"

   Before releasing Ja'quoia, Sarah happily replied, "We'll get you the
right guy; and maybe, just maybe, one of your castoffs will be right for
me!"

   Ja'quoia used the bathroom and came back into the room to find Sarah
sitting on the edge of the bed brushing out her beautiful, long hair.

   "Sarah ...  here ...  let me do that." Sarah smiled at Ja'quoia and held
the brush out for her.  Ja'quoia sat on the bed, with one leg tucked under
her, behind Sarah.  Ja'quoia started to carefully brush out Sarah's long,
blonde hair.  As Ja'quoia brushed Sarah, the two girls gradually moved
closer, until Sarah was almost sitting in Ja'quoia's lap.  Sarah enjoyed
being groomed, she quietly moaned when Ja'quoia brushed the full length of
her hair.

   Ja'quoia found herself starting to get turned on by the beautiful girl
in front of her and the reaction Sarah was having to her hair brushed. 
Ja'quoia parted the back of Sarah's hair, exposing the back of Sarah's
neck. Ja'quoia paused and looked at the beautiful, light blonde, swirling
hair on Sarah's neck, barely covering the prettiest white skin she had ever
seen.  Ja'quoia felt a surge of arousal race from her pussy up to her
shoulders.  Without giving it a thought, she leaned forward and kissed the
back of Sarah's neck.  Sarah was surprised by the kiss.  It wasn't so much
the kiss, as it was the jolt of excitement that ran through her body when
Ja'quoia kissed her neck.

   Sarah had wanted this ever since she first saw Ja'quoia at school.  Now,
the object of her lust was initiating what she herself had wanted!  Sarah
laid fully back into Ja'quoia.  Ja'quoia dropped the brush and started to
reach around Sarah.  Sarah took Ja'quoia's wrists and fully wrapped them
around her.  Sarah guided Ja'quoia's hands upward until they were cupping
her tits.  Ja'quoia had never felt anything like it before!  Sarah's tits
were big and firm.  Ja'quoia loved the feel; they were pliable and, at the
same time, very firm.  Sarah started arching her back as her moans
increased in intensity as Ja'quoia fondled her tits.  When Ja'quoia pinched
Sarah's nipples, Sarah went from moaning, to quiet exclamations of, "Oh my
God!" and "Oh yes, yes!"

   Sarah could have let this go on forever; but, had other things in mind
for the young beauty that was playing with her tits.  Sarah moved
Ja'quoia's hands from her tits, and then turned in to face Ja'quoia.  Sarah
kept turning in order to find Ja'quoia's lips.  The two girls, now facing
each other on their knees, met in a passionate kiss.

   Ja'quoia had also been waiting for this opportunity and took matters
into her own hands.  She had the most popular and prettiest girl in school
with her in bed, and she knew that she wanted to make Sarah also the
happiest girl on campus.  Ja'quoia went into MA action and double
under-hooked Sarah's arms and tossed her onto her back.  Ja'quoia ended up
on top of Sarah, although a little further down her body now.  Ja'quoia
nestled further down between Sarah's legs and started to remove the
blonde's sweats and panties.  Sarah's pussy was the most beautiful thing
Ja'quoia had ever seen!  It was blonde!  Sarah had creamy white skin that
darkened where her mons rose from her soft abdomen.  She had a bikini-cut
triangle of perfectly tufted, blonde, silk-like hair.  Sarah's outer labia
were pink and getting darker as Ja'quoia caressed her abdomen.  Sarah's
slit was open, exposing two light brown inner labia, formed into a perfect
angel wings display.

   Sarah watched Ja'quoia gazing at her pussy; she arched up slightly, and
teasingly asked as her pussy spread some more for Ja'quoia, "Pretty enough
to kiss?"

   Ja'quoia glanced at Sarah and then, without any hesitation, leaned down,
placed her lips against Sarah's labia, and kissed.  She started gently; her
mouth closed at first, then a wave of passion spread over her, and Ja'quoia
began to French kiss Sarah's pretty pink pussy.  Ja'quoia had tasted
herself before; but, was still surprised at how much she liked Sarah's
taste.  Sarah was heady, but not too pungent.  Ja'quoia was Frenching
Sarah's pussy, sending her tongue in deep and toying with Sarah's inner
labia as well.  Ja'quoia was thoroughly enjoying herself and was starting
to get aroused when she realized she had forgotten about Sarah!  Ja'quoia
glanced up and saw that Sarah was undulating her hips, playing with her
nipples, and moaning "Aaahs" as she writhed on the bed.

   Sarah felt like she was in heaven!  She was so fucking horny!  She had
the girl she desired perfectly eating her pussy and felt her sexual
excitement building up quicker than ever before.  Suddenly, Sarah sensed
that Ja'quoia seemed to have let up slightly.  Sarah lifted her head and
glanced down in time to see Ja'quoia's tongue attack her clit, as she
looked up at her.  That was all Sarah could take.  With the first circle of
Ja'quoia's tongue on her clit, she exploded.

   With one quick move, Ja'quoia had put Sarah over the edge.  She felt
Sarah before she heard her.  Sarah's back arched and she shoved her pussy
hard against Ja'quoia's mouth.  Ja'quoia got her tongue back onto Sarah's
clit just as Sarah reached for her head and pulled her tighter into her
climaxing pussy.  Ja'quoia kissed, licked, and slurped Sarah's juices. 
Ja'quoia also kept her eyes on Sarah and became more aroused when she
realized how beautiful Sarah was when she was cumming.

   Sarah had experienced a starburst orgasm and after some wonderful
aftershocks, came down rather quickly.  Even though the orgasm had ended,
Sarah felt a warm satisfaction flow through every inch of her body.  For
the first time, Sarah felt fully satisfied.  She lifted Ja'quoia's head as
she dropped her hips and purred, "Come here, gorgeous; I need some kissing
and hugging."

   Ja'quoia moved her way up Sarah's body until she was laying half on top
of Sarah, face-to-face.  Sarah pulled Ja'quoia into her and the two girls
kissed.  Sarah moaned as she tasted herself on Ja'quoia's tongue and mouth.
As they kissed, Sarah reversed positions so she was more on top.  As she
moved, Sarah positioned her thigh up tight against Ja'quoia's pussy; slowly
she started to rub up and down.  Ja'quoia, who was already quite aroused,
found herself getting turned on further and further by the actions of
Sarah's leg.

   Ja'quoia suddenly broke their kiss and threw her head back as she was
wracked by multiple mini-orgasms.  Sarah moved her leg out from between
Ja'quoia's legs and moved herself more to Ja'quoia's side.  Sarah slid her
right arm under Ja'quoia's head and pulled her back in for a kiss.  Sarah's
left hand made its way under Ja'quoia's t-shirt and found Ja'quoia's tits.
Sarah cupped, squeezed, and played with Ja'quoia's firm little mounds. 
Ja'quoia broke her kiss with Sarah and frantically started to take her
shirt off.  Ja'quoia looked at Sarah with hungry eyes and commanded, "The
sweat pants.  Get the sweats off!"

   Sarah didn't need to be told twice!  Without a word, she quickly
stripped Ja'quoia of her sweats and panties.  Sarah practically leapt back
onto Ja'quoia and resumed exploring her body.  Sarah had her hand pressed
firmly against Ja'quoia's pussy rubbing it up and down.  Sarah split her
fingers, Vulcan-like, and rubbed along either side of Ja'quoia's hot, damp
pussy.  Ja'quoia's hips were rolling and jerking under the manipulation. 
Sarah then slowed her movements, positioned her middle and ring fingers
together, right between the soft, damp labia.  Sarah looked at Ja'quoia and
asked, "May I?"

   Ja'quoia nodded her head and panted, "Yes, good God!  Go ahead ...  fuck
me!"

   Sarah slid her two fingers knuckle-deep into Ja'quoia, who's back arched
as she cried, "Oooh Yesss!  That's it!  Oh ...  My ...  God!" Sarah started
to drive her fingers in and out of Ja'quoia, fucking her as best she could
when suddenly, she had an idea.

   Sarah removed her fingers, slid across Ja'quoia, sucked her two fingers
deep in her mouth and after removing them, said, "Don't move ...  give me a
second."

   Sarah hopped off the bed, scampered to her dresser and opened the bottom
drawer.  After digging around for a moment, she perkily popped up like the
good cheerleader she was.  She held a cloth-covered object in her hands as
she returned to the bed.  She sat on the edge of the bed and unwrapped a
seven-inch, anatomically correct, flesh-colored dildo.

   Ja'quoia's eyes grew wide as she looked the dildo up and down.  Sarah
saw her expression and said, "My Uncle Chuck got this for me on my
birthday." Sarah's hand was now wrapped around the shaft moving up and down
as she gazed at it "He said it was the closest he could find to himself ...
I just love it!  I call it `Chuck'.  When I'm feeling a little like a dirty
girl; I call it `Uncle Chuck'." Sarah slowed her stokes and placed the head
of the dildo into her mouth.  Sarah moaned as she sucked "Uncle Chuck"
until it was good and lubricated.  Sarah took the dildo from her mouth,
leaned down to Ja'quoia and asked, "Would you like to have `Uncle Chuck'
fuck you?"

   Ja'quoia looked at `Uncle Chuck' and warily nodded her head in approval.
She glanced at Sarah and meekly asked, "Will it hurt?"

   Sarah was once again sucking on `Uncle Chuck' when Ja'quoia had asked;
she slid it out of her mouth and said, "Maybe a little at first; but,
you'll love it once it gets in!  OK ...  now roll over on your belly."

   Ja'quoia rolled over and Sarah marveled at the way Ja'quoia's thin waist
flared out into two perfectly rounded ass cheeks.  Below the kiss-perfect
cheeks were two long, firm, strong legs with a perfect thigh gap between
them.  Sarah caressed Ja'quoia's ass lovingly and, in fact, leaned down to
place several kisses on both cheeks.

   Sarah sat next to Ja'quoia, her right leg hanging off the side of the
bed, facing away from Ja'quoia's head.  Sarah placed her left arm around
Ja'quoia's waist and then slid her hand under her flat stomach.  Sarah
instructed, "Lift your butt up in the air, arch your back, and spread your
legs ...  keep your chest and head on the bed ...  perfect!" Ja'quoia had
her butt in the air, legs spread, and her pussy stretched taut, reaching
back.  Sarah sucked `Uncle Chuck' one more time, leaned around a bit and
placed the head against the lips of Ja'quoia's pussy.

   Sarah ran the head up and down while gently pressing it deeper through
Ja'quoia's labia.  Finally, the head got caught in the entrance.  Sarah
paused and asked, "Sweetie, you ready?"

   "I've never been more ready in all my life!  Push it in!"

   Sarah swirled the head and pushed it into Ja'quoia's virgin pussy. 
Sarah marveled at how Ja'quoia dilated to accept the intruder.  With a firm
push, the head was in.  Ja'quoia moaned, "Oh my God, it's in!  It's in,
isn't it?" Ja'quoia felt a roll of pleasure flow through her body.  It was
kind of uncomfortable, but it didn't hurt!  It actually felt fucking good!
"More!  You gotta give me more!" Ja'quoia instinctively rolled her hips
back and tried to get more of `Uncle Chuck' into her pussy.

   Sarah was getting seriously aroused seeing Ja'quoia getting so fucking
hot.  She gave a firm push and `Uncle Chuck' slid in a good two inches
more. Ja'quoia arched up and onto her elbows as she grunted out her delight
in the sensation of `Uncle Chuck' filling her pussy up even more.  Sarah
slid the dildo back until only the head was in and thrust it back in again;
this time, a good five inches was buried in Ja'quoia.  Upon this intrusion,
Ja'quoia's legs started to straighten out as she rose from her knees. 
Sarah still had her by the waist and pressured her back onto the bed. 
Sarah moved further back so that she could watch the action closer.

   Sarah began to thrust `Uncle Chuck' into Ja'quoia at a measured tempo.
Ja'quoia fell into the rhythm as was rolling her pussy back and up to meet
every thrust into her.  Sarah picked up the pace and Ja'quoia followed her
cue.  Sarah leaned up, lifted her right leg and posted it between
Ja'quoia's legs.  She rested her right arm on her knee and said, "I'm going
to push it in and stop, you keep moving and fuck it on your own."

   Sarah held `Uncle Chuck' in place and watched in wonder as Ja'quoia
rolled her hips and pushed herself in a frenzy of dildo fucking.  Sarah
could tell Ja'quoia was getting close.  She shifted so her left hand could
curl under Ja'quoia's body and reach her pussy.  Sarah had the base of the
dildo firmly grasped in her right hand and the fingers of her left hand
were perfectly placed on Ja'quoia's clit.

   Sarah's movement and Ja'quoia's own writhing, conspired to make Ja'quoia
lose her base.  She more or less fell flat on the bed, except for her ass,
which was still arched up and spread back.  Sarah didn't flinch, she
started pounding Ja'quoia's pussy with `Uncle Chuck', and working her clit
with all she had.  Ja'quoia's ass and pussy seemed to take on lives of
their own.  `Uncle Chuck' was covered in a light cream, which was starting
to froth a bit around Ja'quoia's pussy as it was being relentlessly churned
into the young cunt.

   Ja'quoia had never felt such a sensation, or ever had such a reaction.
She could feel the ridge of the dildo's head as it was being pushed in and
out of her.  Once the ridge opened her up, she contracted on the shaft,
which had bumps and long "veins" that provided more stimulation inside her.
Ja'quoia pushed back with every inward thrust made by Sarah in an attempt
to get as much of `Uncle Chuck' inside her as possible.  When Sarah
withdrew the dildo, Ja'quoia clenched down on it in an attempt to keep it
inside.  The clenching served to make her tighter around the dildo and
created greater sensations.  The manipulations on her clit, and the
sensation of `Uncle Chuck' inside her, all brought Ja'quoia to a climax she
never dreamed possible.  It built quickly and increased in intensity each
time `Uncle Chuck' filled her, and then vacated her.

   Ja'quoia buried her head in the pillow as she let out a deep yell of
lust.  Her ass was jerking uncontrollably as massive sensual jolts emanated
from her pussy and raced through her body.  Sarah slowed down and Ja'quoia
slowed down.  When Ja'quoia appeared to be done, Sarah slipped `Uncle
Chuck' out of the young girl's soaking pussy.  The second she was empty,
Ja'quoia knocked out three more climatic jerks.

   Sarah had intentions on the juicy pussy in front of her and on her way
down, stopped to give Ja'quoia's ass one more kiss.  The kiss produced two
climatic jerks.  Sarah gently caressed Ja'quoia's pussy as two softer jerks
spasmed from her pussy.  Sarah finally kissed Ja'quoia's pussy and was
treated to the delightful nectar of a fourteen-year-old girl.

   Sarah quickly finished her treat and shifted to lie next to Ja'quoia. 
The two girls embraced and passionately kissed.  Ja'quoia spoke first, "I
love you so much Sarah!  That was the greatest thing ever!  Can we do that
again?  I mean ...  maybe not right now, but ...  my God girl!"

   Sarah kissed her again and replied, "We can do whatever we want whenever
we want to.  This has been wonderful.  Just as I imagined,"

   "You thought about this?"

   "Since the day I first saw you." Sarah gently stroked Ja'quoia's hair
and said, "We need to get some sleep.  You have a big day tomorrow and
after you make the team, we will go out and celebrate.  We'll also start to
look for your guy; regardless, we'll be back, right here, afterwards."

   Ja'quoia was perfect at her tryout and made the squad.  All the girls
went out and celebrated.  There were no lack of males attracted to the
group of girls; but, none gained Sarah's approval for her girl, Ja'quoia.
Ja'quoia and Sarah then spent the first, of many, fulfilling nights
together.

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   Brianna hadn't returned to school by the time of her arrest.  The school
was again in shock; but in no time, the entire school, under Sarah and
Ja'quoia's leadership, started to work for Brianna's release.  Several
websites were created and social media exploded across the region in
support of Brianna.

   The police visited Towsley several times, interviewing Ja'quoia, the
school staff, and the student body.  The police, once again, found no one
who would speak badly of Brianna.  More than a few girls stated outright
that Keith was creepy and they were very uncomfortable around him.

   Brianna's lawyers were much better than Public Defender lawyers; but
still, they didn't have the resources of the Prosecutor's Office.  Although
under fire, State Attorney Gorrie held firm to her guns, she even withdrew
all plea bargains offered to Brianna.  Gorrie commented to her assistants,
"We'll hang the little bitch right in the courtroom!"

   On schedule, Thomas greeted Myra at the Seattle Executive Air Park. 
They were whisked away by limo to the Rolfe Academy.  They sat in silence
in the limo after exchanging the usual pleasantries until Thomas asked,
"Myra, what have you found out so far?"

   "I've seen her pictures and read what has been released.  Seems like a
fifty-fifty proposition to me.  Have you got anything new?"

   "Turns out this Semple fellow was quite an active third-level customer
of ours.  On his honeymoon, he engaged one of the Indonesian sex tourism
businesses and spent the day having fun.  We're following up on another
lead in Indonesia but nothing has come of it yet.  The man was a
full-fledged pedophile, which would support the girl's story.  She is
starting to receive more support and already has a new lawyer; but, of
course, he is nowhere as good as ours is.  There are other loose ends we
need to look into ...  but, I'm convinced she's innocent."

   "Send our lawyers to her lawyer.  We will work in conjunction with him
until we decide whether to enter the case full force or not.  Continue our
investigations and include that State Attorney bitch.  Find out everything
about her!  Get me in to meet the girl."

   The car was pulling up to the residence side of the Academy just as
Thomas was saying, "Yes ma'am."

   Later that afternoon, Brianna's lawyers met with the Rolfe attorneys and
a deal was struck.  The Rolfe attorneys agreed to give her attorney all the
information they had on Keith in return for their guiding the defense case
behind the scenes.  Arrangements were also made for Myra and Thomas to meet
with Brianna, in private, that evening after dinner.

   At seven that evening, Myra and Thomas met Brianna's lawyer at the
Juvenile Detention Center.  The three of them entered, through the
employee's entrance, and were ushered, by the night lead chief, to a small
conference room.

   As the three adults entered the room, there, sitting on the other side
of the table, was Brianna.  Myra couldn't take her eyes off the girl and
sat directly across from her.  Thomas sat to Myra's right, and Brianna's
attorney to Myra's left.  Brianna politely nodded at the attorney, whom she
had met before, exchanged an uncomfortable glance with Thomas, and then set
her eyes in a direct gaze at Myra.

   Myra felt the girl pull her in, turn her inside out and then release
her. Strangely, Myra felt deep warmth as she looked into Brianna's eyes. 
Myra softened some more, as she realized her thoughts were turning to her
lost daughter, Tatyana.  For some reason, Brianna made her think of
Tatyana. Myra shook the thought from her mind but couldn't shake the
feeling from her heart.  Although she didn't know it at the time, Myra's
heart was already made up regarding Brianna's place with her.

   Brianna looked back at Thomas and realized he was looking into her.  She
tried to block him and, when that failed, she tried to look away; but, she
was trapped.  Thomas released her and gave her a warm smile.  Brianna felt
warmth and amity coming from Thomas.  Brianna glanced at her lawyer as he
started to speak.  "Brianna, this is Mr.  Donahue, and this is Myra
Yovenko. They both have a great interest in your case and welfare.  They
are here to help.  As a matter of fact, they have already been very helpful
so far."

   Brianna stood and formally introduced herself to Thomas, turned to Myra,
extended her hand and introduced herself again.  Myra stood and took
Brianna's hand and replied, "I am so pleased to meet you." Myra then held
Brianna's hand with both her hands, and added, "I wish to express my great
sympathy for the loss of your mother.  We are going to do everything in our
power to get you out of here."

   Brianna couldn't contain her smile; she was both happy with what Myra
had just said, as well as, totally charmed by the beautiful woman holding
her hand.  Brianna felt a bond with Myra that was very similar to what she
had felt with her father.

   Brianna thanked Myra and sat down.  Thomas was already scribbling on his
paper what actions their people would have to take to expedite Brianna's
case.  Myra, still staring into Brianna's eyes said, "Thomas, start making
calls and meet me at the car." Placing a hand on the shoulder of Brianna's
lawyer, she said, "You will leave us now.  Be sure we have complete
privacy." The lawyer didn't say a word; he simply stood and followed Thomas
out the door.

   Myra and Brianna looked at each other in silence until the lawyer poked
his head back inside and said, "Ma'am, you have total privacy."

   Once the door was shut, Myra said, "Now, my dear, tell me what happened,
tell me everything."

   Brianna proceeded to tell Myra the entire story; she didn't omit a
single detail.

   Myra sat and listened.  Once Brianna was through, Myra asked, "So, he
killed your mother ...  in order to have you for himself.  He then raped
you.  The next day you played along with him until you had him where you
wanted him and, snapped his neck.  Correct?"

   For the first time in the meeting, Brianna took her eyes from Myra and
looked down.  She nodded her head and said, "Yes ..." Looking back up at
Myra, Brianna began to cry as she said, "I should have known!  I felt it
but I didn't understand what was happening.  If I were smarter ...  if I
had done something earlier ...  then mom ..."

   Myra quickly moved to the chair next to Brianna and wrapped her arms
around her.  She pulled Brianna from her chair and held her on her lap. 
Brianna clung to Myra, her face deep in Myra's neck, still sobbing.  Myra
held the girl and understood exactly what Brianna was feeling.  Every bit
of mothering that had been denied Myra, came flooding to the surface.  Myra
quietly said, "I will be taking care of you.  You and I will face the world
together.  You are mine, and I am yours." Lifting Brianna's head up from
her shoulder to face her, Myra continued, "Together we will face the world
and make a life for ourselves.  Do you understand?  Do you agree?"

   Brianna looked into Myra's eyes and knew that this woman was her life
now.  She nodded her head in agreement and they hugged each other tightly.

   Before leaving, Myra explained to Brianna, "Now dear, you must behave
exactly like you have been ...  do not do anything different from what you
have been doing.  My lawyers will contact this Devyn fellow and collect the
items you described.  I believe, in a very short time, we will track down
the herbs that you so rightly suspect.  You need to be strong.  You must
come through this for your mother's sake.  Do you understand?

   Brianna answered with a firm "Yes." Then she added, "Please try to be
quick.  This is getting harder every day.  Please get me out of here."

   Myra caressed the side of Brianna's face and replied, "I will be taking
you away from all this very soon, my child."

   Brianna looked up at Myra and asked, "Ms ...  Yo ...  Yovin ..."

   Myra interrupted and said, "You shall call me Myra.  We will have no
formalities between us."

   "Myra, am ...  I going to ...  to live with you?"

   Myra paused, and replied, "I want you to come with me, I want you with
me; but, only if that is what you want."

   "Where would we go?"

   "First, my dear, I believe you'll spend some time at the Rolfe Academy;
most likely for a month or two.  I will come to visit whenever I can, maybe
we'll take some weekend trips together.  Then, if we both agree, you'll
come with me.  I split my time between San Francisco, Florida, Geneva, and
Paris.  At first, you will travel with me and learn the world.  Then, we
will settle down ...  maybe in a few places."

   Brianna's eyes grew wide as Myra listed where they could live.  She
smiled at Myra and said, "I like your plan.  I like you.  I think you're
the one who is supposed to be with me ...  now that I have no one." Brianna
paused and softly asked, "You've lost someone, haven't you?"

   "Yes, I have ...  two people actually ...  I believe you're supposed to
come with me, be with me.  Please be patient, follow the plan and this will
all be over very soon."

   Myra left the Juvenile Detention Center knowing that her life had just
changed drastically; and, for the better.  Brianna left the meeting and
returned to her cell knowing the exact same thing.

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   The announcement from Indonesia concerning two arrests, at first, didn't
appear to be of any importance.  One arrest involved a man involved in the
underage sex-tourism trade; and the other involved a self-proclaimed
"Healer" who dealt in exotic herbal mixes.

   The Indonesian National Police shared their investigative findings with
both the Seattle State's Attorney office and certain defense attorneys
involved in a high profile murder case.  The information was very
straight-forward; Keith Semple had been a one day client of the underage
sex company while on his honeymoon and had engaged in many illegal acts. 
The "Healer" had supplied certain herbs to Keith Semple, that when combined
with specific drugs, alcohol, and a course of "treatment," would result in
what appeared to be a natural death.

   Brianna's lawyer called a press conference and shared all of the
Indonesian National Police information.  The State's Attorney office was
bombarded with calls, emails, tweets and, requests for comment.  Not until
the Governor intervened, at the request of the U.S.  Justice department,
did SA Gorrie release a statement that read, "We are taking the information
provided by the Indonesian National Police under advisement."

   Brianna's attorney called another press conference where he announced
that he had testimony from a former employee of Keith Semple, who turned
over samples of some of the herbs Keith brought back from Indonesia, as
well as some gray pills Keith had been administering to his wife.  Again,
the State's Attorney commented with a short statement that read, "We
believe this to be another trick; a publicity stunt by the defense."

   Myra was furious.  She met with Thomas and asked what else could be
done. There had to be something in the SA's past that could be used against
her.  Thomas replied, "Myra, there is nothing!  You'd think the woman was
raised inside a church and never left the place.  Not one single hint of
any impropriety!  As a matter of fact, we're pretty sure she's still a
virgin!"

   Myra replied, "Keep digging, there must be something!  If not her; then,
what about the assholes around her?  Somebody is always dirty and we are
usually the ones they get dirty with!  Start digging deeper!"

   Without a word, Thomas left Myra.  He lit a cigar and walked the Rolfe
Academy campus.  He was rounding the gym when it hit him.  Myra was wrong
when she said to find someone dirty.  gHe needed to find someone ...  clean
...  someone honest!  There are always officials, cops, and judges on the
take; but, there are plenty more who are honest.  Thomas knew exactly whom
he needed to contact.

   The next afternoon, timed to make the evening news, confidential police
files were leaked to selected reporters and bloggers.  Each document told
the same story.  Almost every investigator involved with the case fully
believed Brianna's side of the story.  The documents revealed that the
investigators supporting the charges against Brianna were pressured by the
SA to support her version of the case.

   That night, SA Gorrie contacted Brianna's lawyer to discuss a plea
bargain.  The meeting was not a minute old when Brianna's attorney demanded
that all charges against Brianna be dropped, she be placed in residence at
the Rolfe Academy and, that all assets, legally allowed her, be placed in a
trust, managed by a court-appointed guardian.

   Judge James Sinclair readily approved the agreement and took personal
charge of arranging Brianna's affairs.  Judge Sinclair met in-camera with
SA Gorrie and listed the charges he was filing with the Bar Association
concerning her actions in the case.  Although Gorrie kept a low profile
after the Brianna fiasco, she was overwhelmingly turned out of office in
the next election.  Within a year, her license to practice law in the State
of Washington was revoked.  The last anyone had heard of her, she had moved
to Georgia and joined an extremist Christian cult.

   Very quietly, under the cover of darkness, her attorney drove Brianna to
the Rolfe Academy where she was met by Thomas and Myra.

   Brianna was enrolled in the Rolfe Academy and after a short transition,
excelled in her classes, joined the Sailing Club, honed her martial arts
skills, and practiced with the swim team, although she did not compete. 
She and Myra made weekend trips to; San Francisco, where she sailed the
Bay; Los Angeles, where she "skippered" a charter yacht to Catalina Island
and back; Acapulco, where she did everything; and Cincinnati, where she and
Myra met with an Dayton-based Accountant named James Dolan, whom Myra hired
to handle all of Brianna's finances.

   Judge Sinclair quietly transferred Brianna's legal guardianship to Myra
Yovenko, her finances to James Dolan, and ended all judicial controls over
her life.  Two months after the charges were dropped; Brianna and Myra were
on a plane to Paris.  Prior to departure, Brianna had a chance to meet with
Charlie.  Charlie had already been visited by Myra and understood that he
was no longer a direct part of Brianna's life.  Brianna and Charlie's
farewell was emotional and they promised to keep in touch, which neither of
them expected to happen.

   Upon arrival in Paris, they were met by the handsome François, who drove
them to the Le Bristol hotel.  Myra had already explained to Brianna that
François served as her bodyguard in Europe and would now take over as
Brianna's escort whenever she was in Europe.  Almost as an afterthought,
Myra added that François was also very gay.  François was, indeed, very
gay; but, as a bodyguard, he was highly trained and mercilessly lethal.

   They spent a week in Paris.  Myra had many meetings, and François took
Brianna on a tour of the city that only a native can give.  He made her
fall in love with Paris.  Whenever possible Myra joined Brianna on her
adventures and the two grew closer than ever.  At the end of the week, Myra
and Brianna, accompanied by a three-man security detail, left Paris by
train for Vienna, where they stayed for five days.  They were greeted by
François at the station and, the Paris routine was pretty much repeated in
Vienna.

   At times during this trip, Myra was able to observe Brianna as the world
was being opened up for her.  Brianna was maturing and growing every day.
François made no small contribution to this growth.  He made her feel like
a woman by treating her like one and guiding her when she had a misstep. 
François loved this new part of his assignment.  Brianna was beautiful and
blossoming into a lady, of which the world would revere.  He was pleased
with the way she worked at her fitness and scholarship.  She shocked him on
their fourth day in Paris, when strolling through the Jardins de Luxemborg,
she asked him about the lethal side of his job.  It took her an hour; but,
he eventually gave in and agreed to instruct her on the use of weapons ...
with Myra's approval, of course.

   To François' surprise, a gun became a natural extension of Brianna's
body.  Once she learned the recoil and physics of shooting, she became an
accomplished marksman.  Brianna was pleased with herself; but, for some
reason, not surprised that she took to shooting so well.

   Much of the rest of Brianna's training took place at Myra's estate along
the shores of Lake Geneva in Switzerland.  François became a true companion
to Brianna when Myra was away on business.  After a week together in
Geneva, Myra left for Poland, Turkey, Dubai, India, Indonesia, Thailand,
the Philippines, and Japan.  Brianna never asked Myra about her work; but
always asked if work was good and if Myra had had a good day, when they
talked each night.

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   Brianna turned fourteen during her sixth month with Myra.  Both of their
lives had changed in so many ways.  Most importantly, though, both now had
one person who they could love unconditionally.  Whenever possible, Myra
took Brianna with her when she travelled.  Brianna had now visited and
socialized in places other people could only read about.  Brianna had
become fluent in French, was adept at Italian, had a working knowledge of
Castilian and was starting to learn Ukrainian!  To celebrate Brianna's
birthday, they returned home to Geneva.

   The day before her birthday, François took Brianna shopping to find an
appropriate dress for the next day's celebration.  The night of her
birthday, Brianna and Myra attended the Opera and had a late dinner at the
very exclusive Domaine de Ch teauvieux.  Myra's birthday gift to Brianna
was an exquisite diamond bracelet and matching anklet.

   After saying her goodnights, and again profusely thanking Myra, Brianna
went to her room.  Brianna sat on the edge of her bed and looked out the
window of her room, which overlooked scenic Lake Geneva.  Brianna kept
thinking she must be living some sort of dream; a dream that started like a
nightmare and turned into a fairy tale.  Somehow, this all was real; she
had survived the past year, and was now living a life no one could have
ever imagined.

   Brianna stood and turned to look at the cheval mirror in the corner. 
Her long hair was styled high with sweeping, waved tresses flowing down her
back.  Her off-the-shoulder, body-forming, black dress was unbelievably
stylish, and very expensive.  The dress reached to her knees and had a
thigh slit up her right leg.  Brianna wore half-heels that accentuated her
legs and turned her ass into the Eighth Wonder of the World.  She felt the
men at the Opera reacting to her presence.  The feelings she sensed at the
restaurant almost made her unsteady.  At one point Myra whispered to her,
"My dear, you are a sensation!  No one knows who you are; but, they all
want to meet you!" They think you are either a Princess or a High Fashion
Model!"

   Brianna looked at herself from every angle possible.  She pressed on her
dress with her hands and even cupped her breasts to create an even more
form-fitting look.  She hadn't done anything like this in almost a year. 
Brianna thought, `It's been long enough.  It wasn't the sex that got me in
trouble; it was other people's sex that got them in trouble'.  Sighing, she
glanced back out the window at the beautiful scenery as she lowered the
zipper under her left arm, where the dress was off-the-shoulder.  With one
sleek move of her hand, the dress dropped to her ankles.  Brianna stepped
out of the dress, picked it up and carefully returned it to its hanger in
the closet.  While in front of the closet, she removed and put her shoes in
their proper cubby.

   Wearing only her black half-bra and panties along with her bracelet and
anklet she returned to the mirror.  Brianna was pleased with what she saw.
She had grown another inch in the past year and also had gained ten pounds,
which took her from being a skinny girl to a shapely young lady.  Her face
had narrowed slightly, as baby fat disappeared.  She reached behind her
back and released the bra.  It fell away, exposing her maturing breasts. 
Brianna was very happy with how they were developing.  The bottom and sides
were rounding out nicely and taking shape.  She really didn't need a bra;
her breasts were firm and perky.  Her aureole were pinkish brown and a
little bigger than a nickel.  Her nipples, when erect, were the size of a
new eraser on a pencil and a lighter color than her aureole.  For just a
moment, Brianna let her hands roam over her tits, squeezing them, and then
pinching her nipples until they were erect and emanating warmth through her
body.

   Brianna then felt a slight jolt run from her stomach down to her crotch.
It surprised her and, in reaction, she bent over slightly, grasping her
tits in her hands.  Brianna felt her pussy getting wetter and hotter.  She
hooked her thumbs in the band of her black panties and slid them down off
her legs, taking care not to snag them on her anklet.  She was now
completely nude except for her two pieces of jewelry.

   Brianna turned, crawled onto the bed and looked back around her shoulder
to the mirror.  She knew what sexy looked like, and she saw it when she
looked in the mirror.  Her thighs were long and lean.  Her ass cheeks were
round yet firm as they capped her thighs.  In addition, filling her gapped
crotch were two pouty pink labia split by a cleft containing two darker
inner labia glistening with moisture.  Down, at the now lower end of the
cleft, was her hooded clit.  With a gentle arch, her outer labia opened
enough to split her inner lips and expose a small dark hole surrounded by
beautiful pink flesh.  Also now fully exposed, was her clitoral hood.

   The birthday girl positioned herself on her left arm and moved her right
hand down between her legs.  She cupped her pussy with her hand and started
to slowly caress herself.  She pressed harder and her middle finger slid
between her labia and entered the warm, moist, silky embrace of her inner
labia.  Her finger glided through her folds and down to her clit.  Brianna
shuddered as the length of her finger moved over her button until the pad
rested atop her clit.  Brianna flicked her clit and felt the sparks of
arousal shoot up through her abdomen.

   Brianna repeated her hand and finger motion, several times, until the
growing arousal caused her to fall to her right side as she lost her
balance.  As she lay on her side, she started to rub herself with greater
pressure and frequency.  Brianna brought her left leg up to her chest and
reached her left hand down and over to join her right hand in the building
masturbatory frenzy she was inflicting on herself.

   She hooked her right hand under her left knee and pulled her leg further
into her chest, making it easier for her left hand to reach her pussy.  At
first, she ran her fingertips up and down her slit; then, slowly, she slid
her index finger inside her tight, little hole.  The feeling was wonderful!
She worked her finger in and out, each time driving it deeper inside her.
In reaction, her leg wanted to straighten out; she had to hold tightly in
order to maintain position.  The feeling of being filled was wonderful and
Brianna realized she wanted more!  She needed more inside her pussy.

   Brianna released her leg, rolled face down on the bed, lifted her ass,
and spread her legs.  Her left hand snaked under her and up between her
legs.  This time her index finger was joined by her middle finger as it
drove back into her wet pussy.  With her first thrust, her ass rose higher
and her legs pulled halfway up under her.  With a sensual moan, she placed
her right arm under her chest, grasping her left breast in her hand. 
Finally, in a proper position, Brianna started to pump her fingers into her
hot hole, squeezing her left breast and rubbing her right breast against
her forearm.

   The waves of pleasure and euphoria sweeping through her were not just
the result of her manipulations; but, also the result of almost a year of
suffering and adjustment.  Brianna finally felt safe enough to let herself
go, to let her feelings and sexuality express themselves.  She lost herself
in the sensations sweeping through her body and, in the midst of astral
visions floating through her mind; a face began to take shape.  She tried
to concentrate on the face, `Who could it be?  Charlie?  François?! 
Chase?' No, it was no one she knew.  It was a handsome and rugged face; a
face that knew both love and loss.  Brianna concentrated on the feelings of
love and felt love sweep through her body as a precursor to the sensations
that were about to take over her body.

   The sight of the beautiful, lithe, fourteen-year-old girl desperately
masturbating on her bed was highly erotic.  The diamond bracelet and anklet
made the scene even more erotic.  Brianna's heavy breathing now became
quiet little yelps whenever her fingers were fully implanted in her pussy.
As her pace increased, the yelps faded as she made quiet, but intense,
guttural sounds.  The pace quickened until she let out an elongated
"Aaaagh." Brianna's ass rose, quivered, and then froze in place.  As the
orgasm faded, she started to relax.  She released a long breath as her
fingers slid out of her still sensitive, silken, sheath.  When her slippery
little pussy was finally empty, it jerked out one more mini-climax which
was like a cherry on top of whipped cream!

   Brianna rolled to her side and folded into a fetal position with her
arms hugging her knees to her chest.  She felt wonderful; then, all of a
sudden, a wave of emotion flowed through her and she began to softly cry.
She tried to recall the face that came to her but it was gone from her
mind. All that remained of her fantasy man was the feeling of love she
felt.

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   The next morning at breakfast, Brianna and Myra had a delightful
conversation.  Myra couldn't help but notice the change in Brianna. 
Brianna appeared to be relaxed and herself.  Her guard was completely down
and she seemed to be seeing the world with a positive outlook.

   As they chatted after finishing their breakfast, Brianna commented,
"Last night in a dream, I saw a man's face."

   With a raised eyebrow Myra asked, "Did you know who it was?"

   "No, as far as I can remember, I've never seen him before.  What was
strange though, was that I felt he loved me ...  or I loved him ...  I
don't know how to explain it.  I felt something like love when I saw him.
How could that be?"

   Myra thoughtfully considered Brianna's question and replied, "I can
think of two things.  One, you've pulled up a long-forgotten memory of
someone who made you feel loved and safe.  Or, two; you've experienced some
sort of premonition.  Maybe you caught a glimpse of the future in your
dream.  It's possible.  You've lost his face because you don't know his
face yet.  Are you sure that the face wasn't of someone you know?"

   "I'm absolutely sure, Myra.  I remember kind of thinking, at the time,
that it was someone I didn't know.  I like your premonition idea ...  I
like the idea of seeing the man who will love me and who I will love!"

   "We need to remember and cherish our past ...  but not at the expense of
not searching for our paths into the future."

   The two sat in silence for a moment when Myra remembered, "Oh!  We will
be leaving on a trip in two days.  You'll need to pack for warmer weather.
We'll be stopping for a day or two in California and then spending some
time in Florida."

   "Florida?  Great!  Why Florida?"

   "I have some business to take care of in the States and it will involve
some time.  Let's face it; it's starting to get cold here ...  and ... 
quite frankly, you haven't actually adapted very well to the cold weather
activities around here.  Anyway, we'll stay with some friends of mine on
the Florida Coast and you'll get to sail, and boat, andwhatever, while I'm
working." The look on Brianna's face made it clear how happy she was with
the plan.

   "Myra, will I meet my love while in Florida?"

   "Good God girl!  Hmmmm?  Come with me and we'll take a look!"

   They walked to Myra's office where she pulled out a binder and set it on
her desk.  Brianna tried to peek; but, Myra made her sit in the chair
opposite the desk.  Myra pulled five photos from the binder, handed them to
Brianna, and said, "Don't look yet.  These are the five men you will likely
be meeting on the trip, you tell me ...  is your love one of them?"

   Brianna carefully looked at the pictures.  Myra could tell that Brianna
reacted to three of them.  Brianna went through them again, returned to one
picture, and spent more time looking at it.  She ran her hand over the
picture with her eyes half closed.  Brianna looked up at Myra and smiled.

   Myra couldn't help herself!  "Who?  What?  Which picture?  Brianna,
what's going on?!"

   Brianna carefully handed Nick (Micky) Manchik's picture to Myra and
said, "I don't know if he was the one in my dream ...  but, he's important.
The others? ...  one's a little creepy, kinda like ...  well, and there's
one that's evil ...  just plain evil.  The other two?  Meh!"

   "Don't say another word.  Don't dwell on those others.  Let's see ... 
you're right, he is very special.  We'll be spending plenty of time with
him.  You'll have an opportunity to get to know him." Myra paused for a
moment looking at Nick's picture and then put it down on the desk.  Brianna
handed her the other four pictures and Myra put all of them back in the
folder.

   Myra looked at Brianna and said, "Come, my love, we have shopping and
preparations to take care of."

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   They departed Geneva and flew to Singapore, where Myra had a three-hour
meeting.  They spent the night there and then flew to San Francisco.

   Once Brianna fell asleep on the plane, Myra decided she would not take
Brianna to Aiden's estate when she went there.  Instead, Myra arranged for
Brianna to stay with an older friend of hers who was the Vice Chancellor at
Cal Tech.  Myra knew that Brianna had identified Aiden as the "just plain
evil one" from the pictures, and didn't want to have to put Brianna in the
situation of meeting Aiden.

   Myra explained to Brianna that she would spend the next two days with
one of her friends while she saw to some business.  Before Brianna could
protest, Myra added that she would be back in the early evening, both
nights, so that they would have time together.  Brianna understood and
sincerely told Myra, "I know...  it's just that I worry about you every
time you leave.  I can't help but believe that you are always playing with
fire.  Please, please promise me you'll be careful!"

   Myra pulled the girl in for hug and, then, looking her in the eyes,
said, "I promise I will be careful.  Nothing in my life is certain, except
that I will always love you and do everything in my power to never lose
you!"

   At the airport, they went their separate ways.  A car from Cal Tech was
waiting for Brianna and Aiden's driver was waiting for Myra.  Myra spent
the two-hour drive to Aiden's estate deep in thought.
   To be continued ...