”“That's it,” she giggled. “You're smart.”“And you're just a dumb bimbo.” I squeezed her breasts through her blouse. “And what it the ...ecret password?”“It's secret,” Alice said, her voice a hush whisper. “I know,” I told her, shaking my head. The bimbos would need something simple to remember. “That's why I said secret password. Frank told me I could play with your boobies. And that you two should do whatever I tell you.”“He did?” Janet said, beaming. “Oh, yay, because my boobies need to be. The guys assured him she was and he said “Well, y’all aint gonna have all the fun as he strode to the back room. Guys saying “The cunt is in for it now!”Debi had rolled over onto her side. She felt behind her and removed the beer bottle, her body weak and tired from the abuse. Trying to collect herself, she looks over and sees this monster of a man leering at her from the doorway. Bear. “When they bring bitches in here, I’m usually first!” he said. ”My, you are a petite thing arent you?” Bear. With every call out came apprehension. You never knew what to expect. It could be some geezer with a sawn off shotgun, ready to stick it in your face the minute you step foot inside, but usually it was some dozy cleaner that had tripped an alarm after forgetting to turn them off before commencing with their mundane chores.As the adrenalin kicked in, tightening every muscle until his body were rigid, he holds his Maglite torch shoulder high. With his non-lethal, reasonable force, weapon in hand. She jumped up and and ran to her closet andgrabbed a bunch of clothes and told me to take my clothes off. She hadme put on a bra and panties, stockings and a real pretty easter dress. Then she did my hair, makeup, and painted my nails and gave me some realpretty shoes. She then changed in to a real pretty dress and fixed herhair and makeup. We sat in her room and smoked some cigarettes.I was in heaven. Then her mom came in the room and said I looked reallypretty and that my uncle would have to.