What happens when your whole world is turned upside down? What do you do when the people around you aren’t who they seem to be?
This is Sinner’s story. Sinner is a teenager living in the Bronx in New York City. On the eve of her eighteenth birthday she is sexually assaulted by her father. Following the attack, she undergoes a dramatic change and makes a life changing decision for which she pays a heavy price. Or does she?
Take a ride with Sinner and hold on tight because the twists and turns of this story will take your breath away!
My name is Sinner. My boyfriend, Daniel Hughes, named me that when I was about ten. My full name is Cinnia Lorraine Reems. To him, “Cinnia” and “Sinner” sounded alike. We are Catholics, and Daniel noted that I was always committing one sin or another. He said that my mother must’ve made a mistake and so the name “Sinner” stuck. I have a story I want to tell you.
I was trying to put together an outfit for my date later that night with Daniel. You should know that Daniel and I have been together since forever. After I finally decided on what to wear, I began to get ready for my date. I gathered up my robe and towel and headed to the bathroom with “I’m Going Down” still playing. I was already very excited about my date and couldn’t stop thinking about what Daniel and I were going to do. Once in the bathroom, I hung my towel on the rack inside the shower stall, turned on the shower full blast, and then switched on the radio as loud as it would go. “No More Drama” was playing. That’s another Mary J. classic. She is one of my favorite singers, so I started to sing along with her while I undressed then stepped into the shower and closed the glass shower door behind me. It felt good to let the water run over my body for a while before I put shampoo in my hair, rubbed it in, and then rinsed it out. By this time, a song by the group Next called “Wifey” was playing, so I sang that too and began to soap up. As I gently started to wash my genital area with the soapy washcloth, images of Daniel flashed in my mind, and those images aroused me. I quickly got very excited and rubbed faster. I could feel the climax coming but I stopped long enough to wash the soap off the towel and wring the excess water from it. I stood under the showerhead and rinsed the soap away from my body. While doing that, I began playing with myself again, and this time, I focused on rubbing my clitoris with the washcloth. This was something new to me and it felt good, really good. I did that while I continued thinking of Daniel and what it would be like when we finally made love.
We had been planning this night for a really long time, and I couldn’t wait. I was too excited to wait until I saw him, and I really wanted to be with him intimately. My wild thoughts suddenly stopped because the washcloth was making me raw and wasn’t doing it for me anymore. I was so close to going out of my mind with the desire to explode. I looked up to the ceiling in frustration when my eyes rested on the showerhead. I decided to experiment.
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