Sex Scandle (chapter 1# )

Her name is Katherine Jordan. She is a twenty year old college drop out. Her heart was never set on going to college, anyway. Her father wanted her to go to college, so she could become a lawyer like him. Katherine wanted to fallow in her mother's footsteps. Her mother; an ex-peace corp member. She did lots of missionary work in Africa and South America. Now she finds herself on the Thai/Burma border help serving IDPs (internaly displaced people) in a refugee camp in Mea Sot, Thailand. Everyday, she rises with the sun to help serve large groups of hungry refugees. She washes up, ties her soft long black hair into a bun at the nape of her delicate deep brown neck. One time, she caught the glimsp of a old water buffalo herder staring at her with a hint of lust in his eyes. She gave him a little smile, but he ramained speechless. So she covered up her curvy figure and delicate features with baggy clothes. Today, she wore a baggy black sweat shirt and black denim jeans. She didn't bother outlining her eyes like she always did every morning. She always carried a back pack with her, containing a bottle of water, three C.Ds, vitamines, headache pills, batteries, flashlight, and a camera; and a few snapshots of hilltribe children. She was the most beautiful thing most of these men had seen. She was about 5 foot 3, smooth deep brown skin, full breast and hips; very curvy body. She had big hazel eyes and long black hair and a smile that could melt an iceburg. Despite the fact that she missed her boyfriend Clark who is a Marine, her parents, friends, but most of all she missed New York; her hometown. She was part of a Church group that traveled around the world helping those in dire need; including a dentist from Sweeden, their pastor Rev. David, a kindergarden teacher Ann who taught english in a refugee camp school. In this war torn country called Burma, these poor people were being killed off just because they were ethnic. Wemon were being raped, boys and men being killed, forced labor, and just plain being killed off because they were considered inferior by the Burmese Military Junta. The rebel insurgents were the ones who wanted freedom and the ones trying to protect them from being wiped off of the face of the planet. The burmese military was bassed off of hatred and bigotry. They even kidnaped boys off of the streets forcing them into the military by corrupt officers. Every night they walked back to the village where they stayed being on the look out for Burmese soldiers. Katherine has heard to many horrible stories from refugees about villages being burned, cousins, sisters, even daughters and mothers being gang raped, livestock being posioned, rice barns being distroyed and people being shot and questioned asked later. She prayed to God everynight and every morning that she would never be raped. Little did she know that on a clear cool night would things change her life forever.


One night after feeding refugees, handing out candy to children, and prayer Katherine decided she wanted to take a dip in the near by lake. Ann walked her to the lake.

"Be careful, Katherine", warned Ann. I'd hate to see anything happen to you.

"I'll be fine, besides I've been down here before and nothing has happened", said Katherine. I'll be back at the village in half an hour.


She stripped of all of her clothes including her underwear; exsposing her perfect body to the world. She didn't mind the cool temperature, besides the cool breeze felt good against her skin. She dove into the lake head first. The cold water took away her stress real easy. The moon and stars shown so bright that night, it felt like nothing would go wrong. Katherine came up from under the water to breath. She breathed deep the fresh mountain air. Suddenly, there was russeling in the bushes. Katherine searched around the river in alarm with eyes wide with fright.

"Who's there", she called out.

She's heard stories about Burmese soldiers rapping wemon and girls, some of them as younge as five. She didn't see anyone at first, untill she looked up when she heard the sound of soft claping. There he stood; a burmese soldier. He didn't look all that threatning. He stood on the edge of the lake wearing dark green fatigues and black combat boots. He had a smirk on his face. He had jet black hair and the darkest eyes Katherine has ever seen. He had sun kissed skin that was a pale brown color. She just stared up at him with a hint of fear. Untill he spoke.

"Are these clothes yours?", he asked, pointing to the pile of clothes hanging on a low tree branch.

"Yeah, there're mine", she said, she mustered up enough guts to sound as brave as she could.

He squatted to the ground were she could get a full view of him. All the sudden a strange feeling came over her. Her clitoris was throbbing like crazy. She closed her eyes and sighed. She couldn't remember the last time she had sex, and she was horny as hell since she arrived. Her nipples were as hard as bricks. He was so good looking it hurt.His smiled widdened when he noticed her supple full breast with erect nipples. Katherine didn't care that he saw. Infact she hopped the he liked what he saw.

"May I join you?", he asked.

She shook her head no with a vampish smile on her beautiful face.

"I have a better idea", she said, sounding as sexy as she could.

She rose from the water, swaying her ass and hips and licking her full lips. Her body saw dripping with water and sweat. She has never been so turned on before. Her warm juices were running down her leg just by the sight of him undressing. He was perfect; lean and muscular. He was two inches taller than her. She swayed towards him and gently nibbled and licked his ear. A soft groan escaped between his lips as she draged her hand down his torso, and gave his throbbing manhood a light squeeze. He was so warm to the touch and had skin that was so soft. It made her even wetter when she thought of the things that she wanted him to do to her. That's when she noticed the bulge in his pants. Soon, they were completely naked infront of each.

"My name in Moe Myint, what's your's", he asked, as he kissed her neck.

The feeling of his warm breath made her dizzy with ecstasy. She held him close to her as he caressed her soft breast with his strong hand. She let out a moan as he pressed himself against her.

"I'm K-Katherine", she stuttered.

She couldn't hold it back anymore. She wrapped her shapely smooth legs around his waist. He felt so hard. Moe led them to a patch of soft green grass in a clearing surrounded by thick bushes. She was on top of him. Katherine rode him like a horse. Moe laid down, closed his eyes and just let her take him. They're heavy breathing, pants and moans mingled with the night air. Moe reached up and pulled her to him, and kissed her with all of the passion and lust he held inside. Their tounges danced and mingle with each other between thirsy lips. His mouth tasted wonderfull; like a exotic spices and something sugary sweet. They switched positions. Katherine gasped when he thrust himself inside of her. He felt so good. They're moans turned into screams of ecstasy. The night seemed to get cooler. Their breaths were soon clouds of mist. Their
sweat poured, she grabbed his buttocks and squeezed. He put his hand under her back and pushed up untill they were on her knees. They rode, thrust, screamed, moaned. He kissed her lips, neck and even gently suckled her nipples. She surge of erotic power and saw a flash of white. Moe screamed something in Burmese and released. His warm semen and her juices flowed into the grass. It didn't feel like they were making love. It felt like she was floating; a warm sensation shooting down her spine. Her head felt light. Even with her boyfriend, it wasn't anything like this. It was good, but never like this. He has never touched her like that, never kissed her like that; never even made love to her like that.

"Moe, that was amazing", she said, while trying to catch her breath.

"That felt so good", he replied.

"Maybe we will finish what we started tomarrow", he said.

He pushed his tounge in her mouth and kissed her with full blown passion.

Katherine went back to retrieve her clothes. They kissed one last time and parted. She ran her fingers through her still damp hair.
She walked back to the village were she was staying with other missionaries. She didn't know what was going to happen to her tomarrow, but she prayed.