We ended up tongue kissing and the next thing I remember was waking up in bed the next morning. My Dad wasn't next to me so I pulled my nightie back o... and walked into the kitchen.My Dad was busy making coffee and he heard me walk into the room."I'm sorry about last night Emily, I couldn't control my urges." I wanted that as much as you did Daddy," and I kissed him on the cheek."If you stay the rest of the weekend I will want you again," he told me.My pussy was full of my Dad's seed and all I. My make-up was ruined and my dress was soaking up the rain like a sponge. I was still sobbing but also starting to get angrier at Joe with every step. My reputation was destroyed and I didn't want to go back to school ever. Suddenly a car pulled up along side of me and the driver asked if I wanted a lift. I immediately recognized him as Tony from the soccer team. He had four of his team-mates with him. I just stood there with the rain coming down my face. The three guys in the back seat got out. It didn’t matter. I was a witch in their eyes. I would die either way. I shivered again and rested my head on my knees. Maybe I would luck out and get hypothermia and die in my sleep. I smiled a genuine smile. Yeah, that wouldn’t be too bad. I mean, I was already colder than I had ever been in my life. Hypothermia wouldn’t be to far off. Of course I could get phenomena and die slowly too. I didn’t like that idea, obviously. I started to hum to myself softly, rocking slowly back and forth. I. M. when I knocked on her door.Sandy didn't seem too surprised to see me."Hey, Sandy! I've got you an airline ticket, here, to Boston!" I haven't agreed to go to Boston, Josh. You know that." That's why I'm here -- to give you your ticket and to beg you to go. Sandy, I've gotten a hit every night you've been at the ballpark -- every night! I've got a seven-game hitting streak going." You've had lots of seven-game streaks." Yeah. But still. After all the troubles, and the beaning, and all. It's.