Shanna snuggled into her pillow and tried to block the sunlight streaming into her eyes.Slowly her conciousness awakend and she heaved a tiny soft breathy sigh of relief."I'm still here!" she thought.Rolling around to find a cool spot in the bed, she threw off her covers and was shocked to find that she only wore a white baby-tee shirt and her white cotton panties.Then suddenly it hit her that she was alone in the room.No other girls...just her.No need for jammies.She lazily rolled onto her back and let the day before run through her mind.The biggest day of her life.Her eighteenth birthday...which had coincided with her high school graduation.Not that anyone had celebrated with her.Shanna had been an orphan since she was 3 years old. Bounced around foster and children's homes...she had finally wound up here.Alone.Not that she hadn't tried to be a part of a family.
But no matter how hard she tried to be good, her presence always meant trouble.Men always paid more attention to her than women.And that usually led to conflict.Shanna was a stunner.A classic southern knockout.Tiny and petite..fine-boned with waist length blond hair and electric blue cat-eyes.Eyelashes too long to wear sunglasses.90 lbs. soaking wet and barely 5 feet tall...she still had killer legs.Her ass was very round and pert to be so thin and her full size B breasts rounded out her tiny frame.Her voice was soft and breathy.Feather light.The guys at school would tease her that Mark McGwires forearm was bigger than her waist.Shanna could always count on attention from guys.That was the only affection she ever really received.But she had been abused and neglected so many times by people she thought that she could trust.... by the time she had reached high school she had shut herself down.Every time she moved to a new school, the girls shot cold glances towards her while their boyfriends salivated.After many fights and getting dumped from many nice homes because of these problems...
Shanna retreated into herself.Her worst fear was her 18TH birthday.All she had to look forward to was the streets.Foster kid hell...no family..no home..no medical care...the real world...her walking papers.Dumped unconditionally.She had $240 saved from babysitting and $300 fron social services, but that wasn't enough to get a deposit on an apartment.Shanna was sharp.She had a 4.0 and a lot of drive.She knew the odds she faced.Her only graduation present had been from Millie..the director.Shanna looked up to Millie.Millie had never put her down or been cold to her.She informed Shanna that the home secretary had quit and she could fill in until she went to college in the fall.She gave Shanna a place to live.And have her own room.A first for Shanna. A WOMAN that gave her a break.It kind of scared her at first...being alone.The orphanage had always been full of girls.If the new ones cried at night..
Shanna's heart would just go out to them and she would crawl in bed with them and kiss their sad tears away.Nobody even cares about us she thought.So she was mildly fipped out at the fact that Millie thought she counted enough to attend her graduation.She and her husband and children.Shanna felt so proud that someone had cared enough to come and see her walk through the line.They took pictures and she was suddenly pushed up against Millie's oldest son.He was tall.Scott.He pulled her up to him and said..."So, you are the little angel I have been hearing about?" Now , Shanna had been home to Millie's for many weekend's, but she had only heard and seen pictures of Scott.He was 21 and away at graduate school. He was tall and dark and strong.Shanna felt herself wanting to hold him..to let her head rest on his chest.The rest of the day , she spent at their home..just like the other kids...swimming and flirting and having fun.So, this morning..what woke her up?A hammering.A constant rap.The other orphans had gone to sherrif' camp and Shanna was left alone.Volunteer's fixing the roof.Shanna was hot...... .thinking about Scott..his body..she slowly slid her hand down her panties.MMMMM...she began to rub her wet little clit in time with the hammering.
Picturing Scott hammering her.MMM.ogod..yes..this little grl wants to be fucked and loved. Hard.Shanna rips off her top and panties.She rolled onto her stomach.She fingerfucks herself until she comes.She lays there for whatever seems like forever.A bad girl.She wants the real thing.She wants Scott's hard dick in her.She keeps imagining him inside her..."take a shower"she thinks.The water makes her nipples hard.She slowly soaps herself.