Camera Magic: The story of a good girl gone bad

Her name was Jessica. Short, blonde, button nose, blue eyes, C-cup breasts that barely needed the bra that held them, virgin. Not for a lack of prospects mind you, but one mention of ”waiting until marriage” and even the most persistent of them turned tail and ran. As devout a Christian as she was, the constant sight of men’s backs was enough to make her resent her Catholic upbringing. She just turned 18 this week and her virginity dominated her mind. Sure, her “pink friend”, as she called her stashed vibrator held the urges at bay, but for how long?