"Why do you do this? Do you like being slapped?" I asked looking into her eyes."You know I do you motherfucker" she spat back. "I am horny. I need to ...e abused and fucked up my ass. I need men, not a boy. So either you fuck me or I am going to that adult video store and find me some real cocks." she was panting. Her cheek was red and her face was flushed. I looked into the mirror and found her thick and fleshy ass cheeks hiding her anus as she breathed in and then revealing the red, gaping hole. She told me that was good, she want me to feel good. Then she touched me inside, down there and I felt like I do when you touch me, but not the same.Her touch was soft and slow. But she made me feel like you do, again and again. She told me what happened was normal, it happen to many girls. But she said I should no tell you, that men not understand,” Anita finished.“Well I understand and she is right, it is normal and you are fine.” I told her knowing that I wasn’t sure myself. Maybe she had. When our VP had our attention, he said, “I’m still waiting on a call from the NIS Band Challenge coordinator. There is a chance that we can get the Bandettes’ performance moved to the morning. I want to reiterate Coach’s words by saying I’m really sorry for not having Mike’s band challenge information handy when we made that suggested time change. That is all on me, and for that, I’m truly sorry.”“As I just told Mike in music, Mr. Williamson ... we’ll overcome this like we would have done if. "You're still supposed to be asleep, young lady!" I retaliated."Not much chance of that, if you two are awake. I'll leave you to ... well, to do whatever you need to do this morning. Please don't take all day over it though; I could do with some breakfast. See you later parents!"As Tara was speaking, she had climbed over both Ottilie and myself, and then after throwing us a last cheeky grin she exited the room; firmly closing the door behind her.Mind, as she did so, I realised that I was going.