Her cheeks became flushed, and she closed the diary then placed it down on the bed. She needed a break.Allison walked downstairs, and into the living ...oom. She sat down on the couch and turned on the TV in effort to distract herself. Calling Anna's diary shocking would be an understatement for the gigantic mindfuck it actually was. Their parents couldn't ever find out about it, that was for certain. Yet it was odd, the way it made her feel, knowing about all of those things Anna felt and. Alison had been kind enough to get me the blue silk robe againand so I donned the robe and followed Giancarlo to his makeshift beautycounter.We spent an hour getting my hair and make up done. Giancarlo wasmeticulous. He had Jena come in and paint my nails a dark crimson whilehe worked on my hair. We started first by slicking back my dark locks,which he held in place with strong holding gel. He even trimmed the endsso that it was perfectly even in the back. I think he was a bitdisappointed. Lina was chosen for the oven and was taken to the kitchen while Jessica was hauled out to the backyard, invited to a traditional Meat-Girl spit roast, as the meat. Meanwhile in the kitchen Lina was made to lay on top of the counter, crying that she didnt want to die, while Steve and Gene cleaned and seasoned her with honey glaze, and a special mix of lots of herbs and spices. Taking a large carrot Gene shoved it hard up Linas anus, and then he took a bowl of bread stuffing that had been. I was going to do it all with this girl. Sure, American society might not call her a woman, but my dick could attest that she most certainly was. We would go where our love was accepted, I would find a place. Isabella came out of the shower, her hair damp and sticking to her. She walked to her clothes on the bed and pulled off the towel. Not a moment of hesitation. She didn’t worry about exposing herself to me. That was good, it would make everything a lot easier if she was willing. I.