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times, the buckets just stood where it was last used. Because of the waste smell in the house, it brought flies around the place.
    Rachel had to share clothes with the other girl cousins, even underwear. The clothes were hardly ever laundered and freshly cleaned. There was never enough food in the house to feed everyone. Momma was taking the food stamps that she was receiving from welfare for all the kids and selling them for cash. She would leave and got to Atlantic City leaving the kids with her son Brian to watch while she stayed away for days. By the time she came home, she was broke. Rachel learned to take care of herself. She cleaned the house the best that she could and washed the little clothes that they had in the bathtub.
    When Rachel turned fifteen, she was coming home from school. She was walking down the street daydreaming about getting out of Momma’s house. Not paying any attention to her surroundings, she bumped into Black Ice. “Oh, I’m sorry.”
    Rachel said as she looked up into the dark black skin, handsome face.
    “There’s nothing to be sorry about.
    You just bumped into me.” He said back to Rachel with a big smile on his face. Rachel thought he had the most beautiful smell in the world and he was well dressed.
    Everything on him looked brand new.
    “Where are you going?” Black Ice asked.
    “I’m going home.” She answered.
    “Can I walk with you?”
    “If you want to” Rachel replied with a smile, not use to the attention from such an attractive man. Rachel was a beautiful young woman with honey brown skin and an hour glass body shape. All the guys her age and older looked past her because she didn’t dress like the other girls. It’s not that she didn’t want to. It was because she could not afford it.
    “So, what’s your name?” Black Ice asked her.
    “It’s Rachel, and yours?”
    “Black Ice” Rachel looked up at him like he was crazy.
    “I know your mother did not name you Black Ice. So, what’s your real name?”
    “It’s Michael Ice.”
    “I like that name, Michael.”
    “So Rachel how old are you?”
    “I’m fifteen and you?”
    “Twenty-one, do you have a
    boyfriend?”
    “No, why do you want to be my
    boyfriend?”
    “No.” Black Ice said. Rachel looked at him with shock. “But, I do want to be your man.” He pulled her to him and kissed her on the lips.
    After that day, they were inseparable.
    Rachel fell head over heels in love with Black Ice. He bought her brand new clothes, but made her keep them at his apartment. He gave her money and anything that she needed or wanted. Black Ice thought this was his opportunity to mold Rachel into the perfect woman for himself.
    With Rachel being so young and innocent, he would be her first at everything.
    A month after they had been together, Rachel was in Black Ice’s apartment counting his drug money for him and putting it neatly into stacks for him. Black Ice grabbed her hands and led her into the bedroom. They kissed long and
    passionately. He took off her shirt and took off her bra to let her young firm breasts free.
    He slowly started sucking her nipples and licked around them. His had moved down to take off her jeans. Rachel got scared.
    They had fooled around before, but they never went all the way. She was still a virgin. “Black Ice, stop please.” She said.
    “Listen, Rachel, don’t I take care of you? Now, if you want to continue to be my girl. You have to grow up and go through with this.”
    “But, I’m scared”.
    “There’s nothing to be scared of I’ll go slow” Black Ice again began to kiss her again and slowly pulled her jeans off her.
    He grabbed her ass and squeezed. He laid her down on the bed. As he removed his clothing until he was standing there naked, Rachel watched her man trusting every move he was going to make. He looked down at Rachel with his dick in his hand knowing that he was going to be taking Rachel’s virginity. Her first like he wanted.
    He climbed on the bed and