Dinner was great. And Tim got the cleanup chores.We met in the living room. Mom and Dad advised me that since I was about to enter the second phase of...my training, I would start with a clean slate. I jumped up and gave each of them a big hug. I realized that it was a real hug, not something I had to think about. When I started to cry, Kevin made me explain. Soon Mom was crying, too. They gave me a set of house keys. That may not sound like much, but to me it was verification that I had passed. Then I remembered John. He could get violent if he found us. These were his women. "You girls have to stop before John finds us"."We told you. John sent us over. He wanted us to be friendly with you"."I don't think this is what he meant be being friendly"."He did not tell us not to".I did not need much persuasion. That was good enough for me. I had two girls running their hands all over my legs and up to my chest while keeping a firm grip on my cock. I had lost quite a bit of blood flow to my. “It’s been a very long couple of weeks. Tonight was almost anticlimactic. I wasn’t sure how I’d feel about seeing some of the people. I really expected to be madder. But only a couple of people really pissed me off.”Jenny nodded.“About that,” she said. “Those girls outside the locker room, who were they?”“I was the girl who put him in prison,” a voice answered from the night. “I was the girl those boys tried to rape.”Brock and Jenny both jumped at the voice and turned to where a girl stood by. I did not know at the time how wrong I was. After the divorce was final, my father accepted a promotion though his work, which led him to live on the other side of the country. I begged him not to go, but he told me it was what he had to do, and he was gone, leaving me to live with my mother. For the entire school year I was angry at my father, mostly for leaving me behind to live with my now crazy mother. Growing up she was normal, the kind of mom people expected to have, but as soon as my.