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Baby Steps

'Innocence' is going to be a hard one to follow up ... it's one of my two favorite stories. But after talking to a number of fans, I have a few ideas about how things should proceed.
(3% done)

    ***WARNING: this story is not yet finished, and ends very abruptly***

    In the days that followed, they never talked about what had happened,
    though the sexual tension so was thick it was impossible to ignore.
    Tanya could tell that when the boys were looking at her, they were
    remembering what she looked like naked.  She felt vulnerable and
    exposed, no matter how much she was wearing.  And since it was summer,
    she often wasn't wearing much.

    Late at night, she would lay in her bed, touching herself as she
    relived what had happened.  Only it never ended where it did.  Every
    night it was different, but she always ended up fucking at least one
    of the boys, and usually all three.  She would slide her fingers in
    and out of her as she imagined what it would be like to get fucked.
    One night, she was feeling so dirty after cumming nice and hard, she
    took one of her fingers, slick with her own juices, and slid it into
    her tight asshole.  But she never said a word to the boys about how
    much the incident had turned her on.

    It was Jeff who first mentioned it, several months later.  Jeff, Dan
    and Tanya were together again, relaxing in Dan's basement.  "Careful,
    Tanya," he joked.  "My parents aren't home, so you might end up naked
    again."

    Tanya was caught off guard that the subject they had so carefully
    avoided had come up, and didn't know what to say.  "I'd certainly
    like to see that," Dan chimed in.  Tanya blushed.  Jeff smiled at
    her.  "Awwww, look, she's getting shy.  It turns you on being the
    center of attention like this, doesn't it?" Tanya knew it did, but
    she didn't dare admit it.

    "Every time you don't answer a question promptly and honestly, I'm
    going to remove an article of your clothing."  He started moving
    towards her.  "No!  You can't!"  Tanya tried to stop him, but Dan
    was to quick.  Before she knew it, he had pulled her tank top up
    over her head and off.  As she curled up in the corner with her
    arms covering her bra, Jeff piped up.  Jeff, I don't think you
    should be treating her like that."

    "Why don't you ask her?" Jeff responded.  "And remember Tanya, if
    I don't believe you, those jeans are coming off."

    Dan sat down next to her.  "Are you ok, Tanya?" She nodded.  He
    put his hand on her bare shoulder, and tried to console her.  "Don't
    worry, I'll protect you."

    "I don't WANT to be protected," she snapped, unsure why she was
    suddenly so upset.  "Don't you understand, Dan?  When you had my
    arms pinned behind my back, I didn't have to worry about what was
    going on or where things might go.  I loved feeling how strong you
    were, and the excitement of not knowing what would happen next.
    Sitting here with my shirt of is making me feel so exposed and
    vulnerable, and you know what else?"  She looked Dan straight in
    the eyes.  "It's making me soaking wet."

    ***This particular scene will appear later, possibly much later,
       and does not immediately follow the preceding section.  If you wish to read
       the story in order, please do not read this part now ***

    OUTLINE:

    He explains that he doesn't want to do anything she doesn't want him
    to do, and how he understands her virginity is important to her
    But, he just wants to throw her down and feel himself inside her

    She admits that that's what she thinks about late at night
    she talks about how it would feel, how tight she is, how she's had her
    fingers inside herself, squeezes his fingers
    gives him a handjob, he tells her to stop, she pushes him down and finishes
    she pulls away, begs him to leave, tells him she's scared she's going
    to do something she doesn't want to do
    hugs her, kisses her, then leaves?

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