While the promise of fucking simmered strongly in her mind, Judith was content to talk about other things as Pete drove the big, powerful car through the scrub brush country where Judith had lived, then through the lush rolling hills of rich farming and horse-breeding country.

She asked questions and he told her of his travels, but when her questioning about his work became specific, he shrugged it off, telling her he never talked about work and that it was better she didn't know. She wondered if he was a spy or a C.I.A. agent, but decided against asking.

"I guess you've had sex with lots of women," she commented as she saw him glancing at her thighs and exposed panties.

"More than I could ever count," he told her. "To me, sex is what makes the world go round, and I intend to keep it going around."

"Oh, Pete, I'm dying to see your big cock. I want to touch it and squeeze it and hold it and feel it in my cunt, fucking me. I want you to fuck me, Pete."

"I'm glad to hear that, angel. I'm dying to fuck you."

"Will your big cock hurt my cunt?"

"Only the first time. Do you know about the hymen and all that?"

"No. I'm sorry. I really am dumb I guess."

"No you're not, Judith. Your parents kept you in the dark about everything. That wasn't your fault. I'll soon teach you everything you need to know."

"What's a hymen, Pete?"

"It's also called a cherry. It's a little membrane in the cunt, like a door. The first time a girl fucks, it has to be broken. I have to admit it does hurt, but once it's been broken, fucking should never hurt again. It should always be pleasant and exciting, if the man knows how to handle a woman, how to get her horny and juicy and how to fuck her right."

"How soon is that going to happen, Pete? I'm really dying for it."