..and it really helped me remember."Celeste couldn't believe she was saying such a thing, but suddenly the remembered punishment from her ninth year m...de her thighs quiver, and she looked at Orvard, who, all of a sudden, didn't seem to be stuttering or lisping at all.Intellectually, she knew he still was, as the saliva was shooting out from his stained braces, but all she heard was his commanding voice."Perhaps that's what you need, Celeste...Do you know where your father kept his. As it swings open, I gaze upon her. Crumpled balls of Kleenex litter the floor and the comforter. Her hair is up in a bun, countless loose strands splayed wildly, matted in some places. Her eyes, half open, are dark from lack of sleep. Her nose, red and raw from blowing. Lips dry and cracked slightly, and her skin glistens a bit from the fever. Seeing me, she smiles weakly. My god, she is beautiful. ‘Hello baby, brought you some lunch’ Placing the tray upon it’s stand. Grabbing the washcloth. Everyone does, right?”He's staring down at the table and both his hands are closed in tight fists, his knuckles turning white.“You wanted Diana Doll dead,” I say. “And you wanted Bethany to go down for it. Diana Doll, who liked girls and got off on being choked. And Bethany, who likes to play rough, sometimes choking for longer than she should.Then this morning, you went back to Diana's room. To make sure no one would believe Bethany when she said Diana was asleep when she got there, because. I looked at the way that skin loosened at the bottom to form a sack containing two walnut sized testicles. I inhaled the musky fragrance of his pubic hair. I looked up at the swelling pink helmet at the top of his shaft, and I looked beyond, into his deep blue eyes.His cock swelled even more and stood straight up, at least seven inches from base to tip. I moved closer, and his kinky hair tickled my nose. Remembering the rules, I stuck out the tip of my tongue and touched his testicle sack,.