A while later I turned onto my stomach and again spread my legs wide. Shortly after that Luke said, “Are you?” And he sat up and looked down at my...pussy to see my right hand slowly rubbing my pussy.“You horny little girl. Isn’t getting fucked by 3 guys enough for you?”“Apparently not.” Harry added. “You ARE one hell of a horny little chic aren’t you Emily?”“I guess that I am, would one of you guys take a photo of me doing this?”Harry got up and delved into my bag. Ten seconds later I could hear. You are being a bitch and i stand there and take it. After a few minutes of belittling my work and me, you tell me i need to redo all the reports i did this week.I look into your eyes and say “no”…you are shocked that i am standing up to you. You ask me to repeat myself and I do. I tell you that I wont be your bitch anymore…i stand up and go to leave, you tell me if i walk out then i am fired. I laugh and walk back over to you and take out my phone. I show you a couple of files I. Tears burst out of her eyes. Runny snot emerged from her nose. Everything overwhelmed her. She ran. She only paused to think, when she was sitting on the closed toilet lid with her knees pulled up to her chest. Snot and tears were running out of control. Her body was quivering on its own. The bathroom door was closed. He had not tried to stop her. He had not followed her. He didn’t even try calling after her. Sad and alone is how she felt. Her young life was so promising. She had worked hard to. " When we get home, we'll ask her."Becky took Dennis by the hand, leading him from his bedroom, down thehall, to his parents' bedroom. As he sat on his parents' bed, watchinghis sitter, Becky went through Diane's dresser drawers. Although Dianewas in her mid-thirties, she'd managed to keep the girlish figure of herhigh school years, and she had several outfits that would look reallycute on her son.First, though, since Dennis had expressed an interest in dressing up, or,in his case, Becky.