It was ‘us’ against ‘them’, and it was our job to avoid all of the people in the ‘them’ category. And that was a lot of people. You don’... categorize people in that way.”I chuckled, “Well, I do have one category - call it shithead, I suppose - to which I assign people like my mother. But it’s possible to get out of that penalty box. Well, for most people. I don’t see her ever changing.”“Just like Pastor Kent,” she said. “And to some extent, my dad. But Mom says he was mellowing about us, at. The three girls were together venting and debasing their rotten boyfriends when Charlotte the unelected leader of their trio explained listen girls we cant confront these guys yet we want to keep our boys but their wild behavior must be punished we must make them learn to have more control of their urges so they think with their heads at the top and not the bottom. Charlotte explained exactly what they were going to do we must trap them into thinking theyre going to have fun but it turns on. She said,"I hate to leave you all alone, sweetie. Please, stay by the door. Theyshould be open soon and then you go right in. OK."I said, "It's 'K. My mom's dropped me off before the doors opened'fore." But I'm not you mom, and I don't like doing it," she said. That made mevery sad because it made me wish that she was. I put my arms around herand kissed her really hard and then kissed her again, and she kissed meon the lips and said, "Be good, little one. I think you are going tohave better day. He tests it with his finger pressing it into my bottom. He kneads my ass cheeks with his other hand and says softly "relax baby, let me in" i take a breath and go limp for him, and his finger easily slides into me. I feel the fullness immediately and i start to arch up toward His finger. He pushes my cuffed wrists down hard against my body "Stay fucking still!"I am frustrated and needy. I want Him. I am not in the mood to be obedient and that's what is such a thrill for Him. He knows it hard.