Finally, shamed into it, I put my waders on and got in the river. I was standing on a rock and jumped to another, not noticing it was wet. My foot sli...ped and I turned my ankle. I knew it was bad and I wouldn't be able to walk.She helped me hop to the shore and we tried to figure out the best thing to do."Since you can't drive my truck you'll have to walk out to the highway and flag someone down." Why can't I drive the truck? Is this something personal where only you can drive it?" No, of. Next, is Jessica, 5’5 blonde hair 30 D breasts. Vikki is next brownish black hair 5’7 25 B breasts. Then there is Kelsey, blonde hair 5’6 25 C breasts. Next is Rebecca, or Becca for short, is 5’7 red hair 34C breasts. Finally there is Melissa, 6’ brown hair 45 B breasts. We are all lesbian sluts. We have sex anywhere and anytime. We also wear skimpy outfits that just cover the school dress code. Its prom night and we had the night planned out. We are all going to wear the same color dress and. . Tissues ... Ms. Connor is right. She’s just like me. Mother and daughter. Two hopeless humiliation sluts exposed and treated like play things by teenage cheerleaders and their beautiful young coach. Tissues had been stripped naked, had all her humiliating secrets exposed. Her flat chest, thick sensitive nipples, bald mound, thick pussy lips and huge horny clitty all completely exposed. Promises were made to further expose her humiliation at her school, maybe others. She came in front of all. She had nice, neat girl’s hand writing, and had signed her name with a flourish and a little stylized flower next to it. I smiled all the way over to the library. That pretty much set the tone for the next few weeks. Bree and I managed to study together each night, sometimes with Summer and Tammy, sometimes just the two of us. We’d end each night chatting for a few hours on what I’d come to think of as ‘our’ couch before heading to our respective beds. Speaking of Bree’s bed, things had.