The making of Freya Wilkinsen

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Our story starts with a young couple around the age of 17 at their final prom. They were both a little drunk and tipsy, but no one knew that they held the fate of lives in their young drunken hands. The girl in her very pink dress with a bedazzled bodice laughed as her handsome date started nuzzling her neck.
" I want you out of that dress. I need you here right now."
He desperately growled into her ear.
"I can't, you know I want it to be perfect."
She pleaded with him.
"I don't care forget that."
He then picked her up and carried her bridal style out to his 1967 Chevrolet Impala. They were giggling and laughing surrounded  by a bubble of alcohol oblivious to the consequences to their actions. They arrived at the hotel room the young man had booked knowing their night would end in a castle of blankets. He ripped her dress off.
"Careful! Oh my god you ripped it!"
The girl cries.
"I don't care."
The boy replied. He then unbuttoned his shirt coming towards her. She laughed and tilted her head up so he could get s better access to her neck. He kissed her collarbones and trailed his lips down her stomach. She gasped and moaned.

Nine months later a beautiful baby girl was born, but the father had left the girl when he found out she was pregnant. He gave no reason, as he left the girl without so much as a kiss goodbye. In a fit of rage when the girl was born, she put her up for adoption. Luckily the people who adopted her was a rich couple unable to have kids of their own. They moved her into their house and there she grew up, pampered like a princess but she was never spoiled. No she was a humble kind girl. Such a sweet little girl, her new father would call her his 'bubble princess'. This begins our heroines beginning.

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