When i first met her, she was 15. A flirty, cute, young, white girl with an ass that made me hard if i thought about it for more than a few seconds. Didn't think much about her until i started hanging out at her parents' house, whom i knew from work. I began to know and like her personality and she began to love me. Her parents meanwhile, hated me in silence. Her mom attempted to shoo me away by telling me about how she was raped from the age of five to seven, while she was in the care of foster parents. In actuality, that fact locked my eyes on her petite form..and those frost blue eyes... it became maddening, the love we hid. the lust. but the drugs made everything worse. the heroin clouded my mind for years..it caused me to wreck my car..she was 16, i was 20. they split us up for the next two years....but still we wrote..and our lust grew.  two months after her 18th birthday, she was in my arms. two hours later, we were on the dirt ground of a park, just after dark, fucking like it was the last day of our lives...