****AUTHOR’S NOTE: This story has about one scene on sex so if you want more scenes go to other stories but I encourage you to read this story. There will probably be other Chapters of this so please be patient and wait for more.Thank You****

Hi, my name is Miyuki Hoshi. If you are confused about Japanese names then, Miyuki is my first name and Hoshi is my last. Easy enough for you? I live on northern part of Vancouver Island. I have a petite body. For example, my height is 5’1″, my breasts were tiny like an 32A-cup, and I couldn’t run half the field once without a rest and the field was 1 km long. The only thing on me that was attractive was my head/face. I have super long black hair that looks like copper in the sun and my face is heart shaped, pale, no freckles/pimples even at puberty. But i think you know enough about me so, let’s go on with the story.

This past year I had turned 14 and had lost my virginity on my first date. Alex Hiker was my first boyfriend. We had started dating when I was 14 Years old. He was fifteen. We met in the neighborhood when I got sexually assaulted by two guys. The date was June 10th. Let’s replay, shall we?


June 10th


Lalala, just a few more weeks until summer vacation! I thought happily. It was a warm Saturday so I was wearing a t-shirt and some shorts. That day I was about to go to the park to meet up with my best friend, Luna. I was about to turn for a shortcut through a quiet fenced-in road when two guys pushed me in. Huh?

“Hey, babe. Aren’t you the Japanese cutie in Mrs. Foster’s class?” said a familiar guy. It was Frankie Deck, the captain of the soccer team! What business does he have with me?

“Yeah, so what? What do you want?” by the time I said that, two guys had surrounded me. I took a step behind and my back hit the fence. Shit.

“Well, how ’bout you guess?” Frankie asked as he leaned in. He leaned in until his lips were right next to my ear. He took a deep breath in through his nose and I guessed he was sniffing me.

“I don’t know, tell me! You bastards. Why the fucking hell are you surrounding me?” I said angrily. I was so close to punching him in the face. Frankie straightened up and smirked at me.


“Ah, a feisty one, eh?” John Racker sighed. He was Frankie’s “right-hand man”.


“God dammit. Tell me what you guys want before I get angry!” I stomped my feet in frustration.

“We want… You,” he said, a sly look on his face. Then as fast as lightning, he pinned my arms behind me and even though I am very strong myself, I am not stronger than a 6’2″ guy. He used my arms as leverage to lift me off the ground. John made way for him. We walked back out onto the empty street and in front was a surprisingly cute guy with a baseball bat.

“What do you want kid?” John asked, cracking his knuckles.

“I want to do this,” He said calmly but there was a fire of rage in his eyes.