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Title: {ASSM} Innocence Lost Ch. Eleven (11/36) {Bradley Stoke} (HFF)
Author: Bradley Stoke
Part: Chapter 11 of 36
Keywords: HFF
Short Summary: Innocence and Mouse live together.

Innocence Lost
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Resume of whole novel
=====================

Innocence is a girl quite simply lost in a world where she feels she 
doesn't belong. And no wonder! Innocence is no ordinary girl. Despite 
her beauty, she has a penis and a pair of testicles that marks her out 
from everyone else. Innocence is lost. This novel tells how Innocence 
finds herself through sex, love and videotape. 



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Previously
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Innocence returns to her sister and Kedi.



Chapter Eleven
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In Which Mouse appreciates Innocence and her thespian 
ambitions in equal measure; her performances help Kedi 
otherwise wedded to Chastity; but she affirms greater 
affection for the virtues of Innocence than those of 
Chastity. 



Mouse was passionately in love with Innocence, with a 
passion that burst through her tee-shirt and swelled her 
breasts. She could hardly bear to be parted a moment from 
her side. She loved putting Innocence's gorgeous penis 
deep inside her mouth and allowing it to brush against her 
tonsils. She loved holding it in her hand and feeling it 
gradually grow from a tiny little acorn to a giant oak in less 
than a minute. She loved having it deep inside her cunt, 
while holding tightly onto the frame of the bed, 
and pushing as hard as she could against it to force it to go 
as far inside as it possibly could. 

She missed the departure of Zipper with Chastity. She'd 
always enjoyed sex with children. There was something 
about the slenderness of their hips, the delicacy of their 
limbs, the androgynous flatness of the chests and the 
hairlessness of their crotches that made her feel very hot. 
She just wanted to engulf her face in their crotches. But 
making love with Innocence was a full-time occupation. 
How could someone with such a perfect female body have 
such a perfect penis and at the same time be such a 
passionate lover? It really exhausted her! 

She hoped it didn't affect her work as an actress. In 
rehearsals, she'd have to make love two or three times an 
hour and sometimes in extremely awkward positions. It 
was quite irritating sometimes that she'd have to accept 
frequent coitus interruptus as the director would demand 
that she and whoever she was with (and there were often 
more than one) should repeat a particular routine in a 
different way. "I don't think it's totally appropriate for you 
to bugger Mouse in the first act. It may be appropriate in 
the last scene, but I think no anal yet." Or he might say: "A 
little less crotch and more oral, Mouse, lovie!" Or "There's 
something wrong with this scene. Perhaps if you did 
it doggy style. And you'd better keep that scarf out of the 
way. Fling it off if you must!" 

After all the rehearsals and when the play was on stage 
though, Mouse didn't seem to notice the strain of frequent 
sex at all. She might already be pretty exhausted from an 
hour or two of sex with Innocence when she arrived at the 
theatre. She may still have trickles of semen down her legs 
coming out of her vagina at irregular intervals. But once 
she was in her role, she was totally lost in her character. 
All she thought about was fitting her sexual behaviour to 
her part and her lines. 

Recently Mouse had mostly been working on sex farces, 
which involved rather more sexual partners than in most 
plays compensated by rather shorter sessions. Most sex 
farces like Keep Your Trousers Up, Wave Your Willy, 
More Sex Please and Oh Bangkok! started with a sex 
scene, followed by an embarrassment where partners 
revealed their sexual jealousy, then a sequence of partner-
swapping scenes and then usually concluding with an 
orgy involving all the cast. Mouse had built up a good 
reputation, and often took the lead female role, - or one of 
the several lead roles. Sometimes the role demanded 
lesbianism and it was soon recognised that Mouse had a 
particular appetite and aptitude for these scenes. This only 
increased her bankable value on most productions. 

Early in her career, however, her penchant for children 
had almost terminated it. It was one thing to masturbate 
children on stage - this was recognised as being quite 
healthy and educational for children. It was another thing 
to take up a relationship with the leading child star 
especially if it was the director's child. However, Mouse's 
career was saved by her volunteering to share the child 
with the director and by accepting a rather unpopular role 
in a production of Titus Andronicus which required that 
she get beaten quite brutally on stage every night. The 
bruises on her face and the whiplashes and blood on her 
back were, however, she thought, an acceptable penalty to 
pay for continuing her thespian ambitions. 

When Mouse was on stage she would sometimes look out 
at the audience at the men and women who were transfixed 
by her lovemaking. She enjoyed the sounds of the 
audience's gasps as she put an actor's erect penis all the 
way down her throat. She loved pulling out things like 
letters, documents or weapons from inside her vagina when 
the role demanded it and watching the audience's eyes 
widen as it emerged. "Here are the documents which the 
king demanded!" she would announce when the plastic bag 
containing them was only halfway out. 

Not all the parts gave her much pleasure though. A 
production of The Toilet Lovers, a farce about people with 
excretion fixations involved her peeing and shitting on 
stage and then pretending to eat the turds of a fellow actor 
as he also shat on stage. Much of this was actually faked, 
as neither she nor anyone else had the required bowel 
control (nor the stomach for the smell and taste of it), but 
she was so thoroughly into the role that she could almost 
imagine the grossness of it. 

She was currently appearing in a production of Henry IV, 
where she played a whore of hitherto unsuspected 
significance in the lives of not only the future Henry V but 
of Falstaff. Mouse loved wearing the costume of this 
whore, which was apparently quite authentic fourteenth 
century, being nothing at all except a cloak to cover her in 
the streets. The costume designer had apparently done a lot 
of research into the subject and had come to the conclusion 
that fourteenth century whores lived in a world which so 
totally accepted nudity that whores had no choice but 
to remain naked all the time to attract any custom. 
However she had to wear very thick make-up to make her 
face totally white and her eyebrows were shaved off which 
gave her a quite startled aspect.  

This looked especially strange when she was not at work. 
The fashion now had moved to quite long dresses with a 
slit right up from the ankle to the elastic waist which was 
hoisted just below the breasts which were meant to be as 
full and voluptuous and unrestricted as possible. The only 
jewelry she wore was an ethnic bracelet, and she wore 
platform shoes that made her seem much taller than she 
was. She was proud of her long hair, despite the pain it 
sometimes caused her when she accidentally sat on it. This 
contrasted quite dramatically with Innocence's hair 
which was now straight and reached just over her collar. 
But then after being bald, Innocence had a long way to go 
until her hair was as long as it had been when Mouse first 
met her. 

Innocence had become quite a frequent theatre-goer, - 
principally of course just to see Mouse. As Mouse's 
recognised girlfriend, she didn't have to pay the entrance 
fee and, simply sat in whichever seats were still unsold or, 
if they were all sold, she'd sit in the aisle in her long dress 
and her own beautiful breasts on display. Mouse loved 
catching a glimpse of Innocence in the audience and loved 
to acknowledge her encouraging smiles or her occasional 
waves.  

The most demanding aspect of her performance in Henry 
IV was having to make love not once but three times to 
Falstaff. Mouse didn't mind so much making love to Prince 
Hal. The actor playing him was quite good and considerate 
at sex. He knew how sore a girl's cunt could get and was 
able to make allowances for it. He also appreciated how 
difficult it could sometimes be to utter your lines while you 
were taking deep intakes of breath in your love-making. 
The actor playing Falstaff wasn't so considerate, even in 
the scene where Prince Hal and Falstaff joined together in 
an orgy with all the other Cheapside characters. It 
was probably inevitable that an actor chosen to play a fat, 
slovenly, boastful and cowardly character such as Falstaff 
should have some of the characteristics himself. Mouse 
didn't appreciate having a mouthful of his bad breath, gin-
smell and cigar-smoke as Falstaff's tongue went deep 
inside her mouth. She didn't like the smell of his farts 
which always erupted just before he was about to ejaculate. 
And she especially didn't like trying to gasp out her lines 
while his bulk collapsed on her substantially smaller body. 

Innocence was aware of all this, and showered Mouse with 
kisses after the performance after she'd taken her make-up 
off and wiped off the semen from her crotch and mouth 
with a handkerchief. After the performance, the two would 
often rush off to a night-club not so much for the dancing 
and drugs, but more as a way for Mouse to work off her 
discomfort. She was definitely looking forward to the end 
of the run for Henry IV. The next play to be performed, 
however, was very likely going to be The Tempest. 
She hoped that the role of Caliban wouldn't be played by 
the same character as was playing Falstaff. Even if he was 
though, the sex scene with Caliban came very early in the 
play and was thankfully rather brief. Most of the time, the 
naked Miranda made love with only a Ferdinand 
shipwrecked naked on the island, although the naked Ariel 
indulged in a bit of oral sex with her. The Tempest was 
famous as a play of almost total nudity, where only 
Prospero seemed capable of retaining more than the most 
tenuous grip on clothing. 

Mouse was quite pleased with her body, and had no 
reservations about displaying it on stage. However, her full 
breasts which were sometimes an asset, especially for the 
viewing advantage of people in the rear seats, did mean 
that certain roles that demanded actresses of fairly flat 
breasts were forever denied her, such as Peter Pan, Prince 
Charming and Joan of Arc. 

Mouse wasn't the only performer sharing the flat with 
Innocence and her sister. Kedi also made a living on stage, 
but in a very different capacity to Mouse. Her 
performances were, in any case, on a regular work routine 
according to a peculiar shift rota with some opportunity for 
overtime. She was working at a sex show where for half an 
hour every two hours or so she would take the stage to 
perform her act which was of her own design and 
varied only according to the time of day or the day of the 
week. She no longer needed to make a living by 
masturbating in the street - and indeed more liberal 
employment laws regarding ethnic employment now meant 
that she could actually earn more through regular 
employment than she'd used to earn from a day on 
the street. 

Mouse and Innocence often went out with Chastity to see 
Kedi's act at the Teddy Bear, - partly to keep Chastity 
company but partly because as friends of one of the star 
turns the girls usually got all their drinks free. The 
atmosphere of the Teddy Bear was totally different from 
the Queen Elizabeth Theatre. For a start, most people were 
only partly engaged in the performance. Many would 
continue their conversations irrespective of what 
was happening on stage - a rudeness that Mouse could 
never have borne herself. There you are, baring your soul 
and usually a great deal more, and being treated like 
wallpaper! The other main difference is that instead of 
being lined up in rows with all eyes directed towards the 
stage, the seating here was around tables where the clients 
would be drinking wine or beer and sometimes eating, 
and the music continued almost constantly. Only 
occasionally did an act require very much in the way of 
dialogue or monologue, and generally the music was only 
broken by the compere - one of a series of fat men with 
very loud suits and greasy long hair - to announce the next 
act. 

"From the darkest Jungles! From the lands of Cannibals, 
Tigers and Giraffes! Away from the Steaming Cauldrons 
and the Teeming Starvation Camps! We have our very own 
Jungle Bunny! Our own Royal Coon! Princess Pussy!" 

Kedi's stage title was indeed Princess Pussy, and she was 
in the very privileged position of being the only black 
artiste in a club where the others were either white or 
oriental. Generally, black sex performers had to work at the 
seedier clubs like the Black Cock or the Red Windmill or 
the Deep Throat Kitten. In those places, as Mouse had 
found out, all the acts were black (although not many of 
the audience were) and the acts often included potential or 
pretend self-mutilation. The girls and the men in those 
establishments were required to perform to a high degree 
of sexual humiliation, and men in the audience were 
often invited to come on stage to fuck the performers or 
even to piss on them. Princess Pussy's act, however, was 
nothing as coarse as that. 

As an actress, Mouse had a great deal of respect for Kedi's 
act. She knew how difficult it was to put so many such 
large things inside her cunt and to produce them with the 
correct theatrical relish. She also appreciated the problems 
of keeping some of them in there after her Chocolate 
Sandwich routine, which meant being fucked by two white 
men at once, and still have them ready to pull out 
afterwards. Half an hour is a long time to continue a sex 
act, and to provide sufficient variety to keep the act 
going. And also providing enough interest after the other 
acts which had already sated most of the audience's 
appetite for watching fucking, masturbating, buggery, oral 
sex or audience participation. Kedi didn't even, as some 
turns did, enliven her act with a monologue to focus 
interest more fully. 

The art of Kedi's act, Mouse was sure, was to broadcast her 
broad grin at all stages which somehow made it all seem 
much more enjoyable than it might have been. She kept her 
grin going even after inserting her finger all the way up her 
anus, withdrawing it and licking it. Mouse knew from 
experience that this often didn't taste at all nice however 
good your personal hygiene, and to do that so often 
required a stomach that Mouse wasn't sure she had. 

When Henry IV finished, the Queen Elizabeth Theatre was 
closed by the Local Council for a couple of weeks for 
redecoration, and in that time Mouse had an enforced 
unpaid holiday in which neither she nor anyone else could 
even begin rehearsals for the next production - which 
indeed was going to be The Tempest, and in which Mouse 
was definitely taking the role of Miranda. As expected the 
actor who played Falstaff was going to play Caliban in this 
production, but she was pleased to find that the one who'd 
played Prince Hal was going to take on the role 
of Ferdinand. But in the meantime, Mouse found herself in 
a kind of acting hiatus. 

"I feel so empty when I'm not performing!" she complained 
while sitting in the living room with Kedi and Innocence. 

"If you are liking, I'll bring you into my act at the Teddy 
Bear," suggested Kedi. "Are you wanting that?" 

Mouse wasn't sure. Sex shows weren't theatre, however 
much skill they involved. "Do you think I'd be any good at 
it?" 

"I have saw you many times at the theatre," Kedi remarked. 
"I am certain that you will be perfect." 

Mouse was still unconvinced, but she sat with Kedi and 
discussed what sort of things she could do that would be 
suitable for an act with Princess Pussy. They determined 
that they would have a double lesbian act, and would 
replace the Chocolate Sandwich routine with Mouse and 
Kedi using a double-ended dildo in each other's cunt 
simultaneously. It would also rest Kedi's anus which had 
got a bit painful after being penetrated at least four 
times every day. Mouse wasn't too sure that she fancied 
having things pulled out of her cunt of quite the 
dimensions that Kedi did, but she was shown the 
techniques that were used to make it more comfortable. For 
instance, the yards of coloured ribbon that she pulled out 
early in her act was in fact stored in a matchbox, which she 
would surreptitiously replace with others during the act 
when the lights dimmed. 

The two discussed the Saturday night Princess Pussy act 
which was an hour long and involved audience 
participation. Kedi demonstrated that the art was to stretch 
out the oral section with the members of the audience and 
then get them to come as quickly as possible inside them. 
With the two of them, it would be possible to restrict the 
numbers of guest participants to less than five in the half 
hour allocated. 

Mouse was more nervous than she'd ever been on stage 
before when she appeared with Kedi as Princess Pussy and 
the Clitoris Cat. Her role involved her contrasting Kedi's 
total nudity by dressing in a theatrical cat-mask with 
whiskers (also very much in contrast to her name) and 
putting a long furry tail deep inside her anus. Otherwise 
she wore nothing except a collar round her neck that Kedi 
attached to a chain. 

Their act extended on Kedi's own, with a little twist relying 
on preserving the fantasy of Mouse being a cat. Part of 
this involved Kedi pulling at the tail that Mouse had rolled 
up in her arse which served to not only show that it was in 
her anus but illustrated it being of a rather improbable 
length. Mouse found herself genuinely enjoying the sex 
with Kedi. It was not often that stage sex gave her genuine 
pleasure, but Kedi was a friend and an occasional lover and 
this meant that she showed a tenderness that most of her 
co-stars were not really capable of. As the two of them 
leaned back on their shoulders with the double-ended dildo 
(all twenty-four inches of it!) deep inside the two of them, 
Mouse couldn't help but look out at the table where 
Innocence and Chastity were sitting. 

There they were, holding hands together and wishing the 
best for their respective lovers. Mouse smiled to herself, 
and then in a sudden spasm of real passion she arched 
herself onto Kedi, causing the dildo to pop out suddenly in 
the abrupt motion and showered Kedi with kisses. Kedi 
started and flashed an expression of real annoyance. Mouse 
smiled apologetically. She then returned to her previous 
position, forcing the dildo up her much moistened cunt and 
returned to her exertions with renewed vigour as if 
the unscripted action hadn't happened at all. It didn't do to 
be making love for yourself. As a professional, you had to 
think of the pleasure of the audience. Not your own 
pleasure. Even if the two did sometimes coexist.

Mouse wasn't sure what her real feelings were towards 
Chastity, although she'd often made love with her, along 
with everyone else. She was a much more demanding lover 
than the other two girls - certainly more so than Innocence 
- and not nearly as tender towards her. However, when 
Chastity mentioned an opportunity to make love with a 
child, Mouse's interest perked up quite considerably. As a 
result of her experience with Zipper and his friends, 
Chastity had developed quite a passion for children - but 
opportunities didn't really happen that often. However, at 
the moment she was working at a shop in a stately home 
and had struck up a friendship with one of the 
black cleaning-women - all the menial jobs were done by 
black women - who had a young eleven year old daughter. 
Chastity had been working on this woman, Fare, for long 
time and at long last she'd arranged to have an evening at 
her place with her daughter, Ayi. 

Mouse was immediately suspicious. "How do you know 
there'll be any sex?" 

"My relationship with Fare hasn't been totally innocent." 

"I mean with Ayi..." 

"Fare knows what to expect." 

"But does Ayi?" wondered Mouse, but Chastity wasn't 
going to elaborate. She wasn't a girl not to share her 
pleasures with her friends though, which was why she'd 
mentioned it to Mouse. Innocence apparently wasn't too 
keen on the idea. 

"She's a bit of a prude, really!" Chastity commented. "I 
blame it on that bloody convent." 

Kedi had also declined, and gave no reason, but Mouse got 
the feeling that she somehow disapproved of 
Chastity's scheming with her work-mates. Perhaps she felt, 
as Mouse did but didn't really care, that in some way Fare 
and Ayi were being manipulated by Chastity. 

Certainly, Chastity insisted that the two girls dress 
somewhat more conservatively than they would normally 
do. Rather more like she would dress at the Stately Home - 
covering both her crotch and breasts with a simple smock-
like dress and wearing tidy little sandals. Fare's home was 
in a poor quarter of the town, which was badly lit by street-
lamps and with streets prominently littered with ancient 
and broken-down cars. Her own home was a flat in a quite 
narrow terrace, with a front door patched up by cardboard 
and no evidence of having been painted for a very 
long time. 

There was no response to the door-bell, and Mouse 
was feeling quite nervous as she stood on this strange door-
step watching shadowy black figures go by. Despite her 
love and affection for Kedi, she still had a kind of 
prejudice for black people that was quite common 
throughout Wonderground, despite all the recent reforms. 
She still feared these foreboding black figures. 

"I reckon the door-bell's out of order!" commented Chastity 
who started banging the letter-box. 

This seemed to work far better, and soon there was a 
hurrying sound as a light came on in the hall-way and a 
dark shadow started fumbling with a complex of locks and 
keys. Then the door opened and a small black woman -
 shorter even than Mouse - in her late thirties wearing an 
apron and a quite smart but rather faded dress stood in 
front of them. She grinned in a way that was reminiscent of 
Kedi, but otherwise had a somewhat less prepossessing or 
dominant appearance. In comparison to Fare, it was 
obvious why Kedi was such an exceptional and attractive 
woman. 

She was very friendly, however, and giggled in a quite 
girlish way after Chastity greeted her with a very deep kiss 
that plunged straight down her throat and clearly took her 
by surprise. She blushed in a way that was still visible 
through her very dark skin, and fussed rather unnecessarily 
with her apron. 

"You must being Mouse," she said looking at her. 

Mouse nodded feeling very embarrassed, but appreciated 
nonetheless the way in which Fare had obviously worked 
to make her pokey little flat look as attractive as possible. 
There were many cheap posters on the slightly faded and 
stained wallpaper, probably to cover the worst stains. 
The furniture was sparse and battered, and the floor was 
covered by a montage of carpets and rugs. In the corner of 
the room however, and sitting very quietly and looking 
very apprehensive, was a little girl in a very innocent 
school-girl outfit. Mouse looked towards her and smiled 
welcomingly. Very shyly and quite briefly, the girl 
responded in kind. 

"This is my daughter, Ayi," Fare said very proudly. "I hope 
you will being kind to her. She have never been touched 
before." 

"Don't you worry, Fare," said Chastity, kissing her full on 
the mouth. "Mouse is an expert at this sort of thing. Aren't 
you?" 

Mouse frowned apprehensively at this statement. What was 
Chastity up to?  

"Now, take your clothes off, Fare," advised Chastity, "and 
be patient while Mouse initiates your daughter." Mouse 
raised an eyebrow quizzically. "Go on, Mouse, show how 
the young are initiated in our culture. Show Fare how 
natural it is." 

Fare smiled sadly at Mouse, while she took her clothes off 
totally and stood naked in front of Chastity who remained 
clothed. Mouse was still unsure what was meant of her. 
There was clearly some deception going on, using Fare's 
ignorance of local custom, but Mouse didn't know what 
was required of her. Indeed, she was feeling extremely 
sorry for Fare and her little daughter, being victims of such 
blatant manipulation. 

She walked over to Ayi, who, probably from prompting 
from her mother behind Mouse, stood up from the chair 
where she'd been sitting and looked up pensively at Mouse. 
The next thing to do, felt Mouse, was to get to a less 
threatening position, so she knelt down in front of Ayi, so 
that the little girl was taller than her. "Where shall I 
begin?" she asked herself. She turned her head round to 
look at Chastity for guidance, and felt almost shocked to 
see her already running her tongue over Fare's naked black 
body and forcing her fingers up her vagina. Ayi was 
looking as apprehensively at her mother and her lover as 
she was at Mouse. 

"It's alright, Ayi dear," said Mouse in the practiced voice 
of one who'd seduced younger girls before - although not in 
such settings before. 

She put her fingers to the top button of Ayi's blouse and 
felt a spasm of fear run through her small body. Mouse 
leant forward and gave Ayi a tender kiss on the lips, and 
then proceeded to undo more buttons. Slowly, and with 
frequent tender caresses and kisses, Mouse undid all Ayi's 
clothes, revealing the young painfully slender and smooth 
black body beneath. Eventually she had all Ayi's clothes 
off, and the girl was standing naked in front of her still 
looking very nervous. 

Stage two, thought Mouse, in her experienced way, as she 
relished the beauty of the child's body. She then 
concentrated her tongue around the top of the thighs and 
her flat stomach, gradually working towards the girl's 
crotch. She then gradually guided the naked child back 
onto a sofa so that she could be in a more comfortable 
position. Gradually, and with coaxing, the girl became 
more relaxed and even seemed to begin enjoying 
herself. Stage three came next, Mouse said to herself, as 
the caressing and kissing became more physical and active. 
Ayi started gasping with a new-found set of physical 
feelings she'd never had before. 

What Mouse hadn't suspected was that there'd be a further 
stage after bringing herself to orgasm - which rather 
frightened the girl who was not used to the full-throated 
cries of an aroused woman nor of the peculiar thrusting 
body movements and spasms - and bringing Ayi as close to 
arousal as it was possible for a girl of that age to come. 
This further stage was when she found herself joined in the 
love-making by Chastity. She flashed an inquisitive and 
slightly angry glance at Chastity. 

"Is this really right?" she whispered, as Ayi trembled under 
the new unaccustomed intensity of sexual arousal. 

Chastity smiled at Mouse in a way that seemed both smug 
and dispassionate. "I don't think Fare would complain, do 
you?" 

Mouse turned her head round to see why this might be so, 
and saw that Chastity had somehow tied Ayi's mother up 
with ropes to a chair, with her hands tied behind it, her legs 
to the chair-legs, a handkerchief tied around her mouth and 
head, and her crotch wide open with what looked like a 
carrot protruding out of her vagina. Mouse didn't want to 
alarm Ayi, but she felt very unsure of herself. Still keeping 
her hands stroking Ayi's tender little bottom, Mouse put 
her mouth to Chastity's ear. 

"Did she consent?" 

Mouse suddenly felt one of Chastity's fingers enter her 
own vagina. 

"Shh! Lover. Don't worry about her. She's enjoying 
every minute of it!" 

Chastity's reassurance put Mouse in an uneasy and, she 
felt, self-deceiving state of acceptance, which allowed 
her to go along with Chastity's games. These involved 
pursuing rather more vigorous sex with Ayi than she might 
otherwise have considered. She was quite aware that the 
girl would feel a lot of discomfort and possibly pain around 
her crotch and anus, and even the mouth, which Chastity 
kissed rather vigorously. Although the child had got rather 
intoxicated on their love-making she'd soon see things a 
little differently later. 

The games the girls played with Fare must have required a 
lot of consent on her behalf, Mouse felt, but she pretended 
to herself that Chastity had arranged this before, but 
significantly she didn't feel inclined to take the 
handkerchief out of Fare's mouth. Fare was entered and 
entertained in many devious ways, until Chastity felt she 
was sufficiently exhausted and freed her from her ropes. 
Although, Fare seemed uncomplaining afterwards, there 
was a somewhat troubled expression on her face, and not 
a little haste as she guided the two girls out of the front 
door. 

"Do you think she'll invite us back?" laughed an 
indefatigable Chastity as they left. 

Mouse didn't say anything, and wasn't sure at this stage if 
she even liked Chastity at all. However, she 
was Innocence's sister. 




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