" Weird, but I felt compelled tomention it here as I write this account. As my brothers and sister disappeared (I'm not sure how, they just weren'tthe...e anymore) I got a call from my mom. She wished me Happy Birthday aswell, and eventually I asked how it was possible to see my family the wayI had. She said Christina had done it somehow. I don't know who Christinais, or if I would have met or talked to her (I seemed to be turning to theleft for some reason) because my alarm clock went off, and I. Yet he dared not protest. The Birthday Beatings had the blessing of the immediate staff manager and the staff manager's District manager.A few years ago, some chap, a Bernhard somebody, complained about the Birthday Beatings to a different staff manager other than his own, but under the same District manager--and he became the victim of a cruel practical joke. A few days after the allied manager went to the District manager to resolve the problem, the District manager called up his Division. "It's not mine." Beats me, babe. I'm new on the job," Pimple Face replied, busying himself with mixing vodka, tomato juice, lemon and Tabasco sauce into two tall glasses. "Maybe some forms you gotta fill out."June opened the flap of the envelope and saw that there were several large glossy photographs in it. Some deep intuition made her draw them out and look at them... They fell from her stricken hands.Tiffany!June's eyes blurred with sudden tears, and she sank back on the floor, fighting. She was now almost nude, wearing only her split crotch panties and heels. She pushed me onto the bed and again got on top of me.She moved up, on me, positioning her crotch directly over my face.“Girls,” she said, “love it when you lick them. Lick my pussy, run your tongue up and down, and swirl it randomly over my clit. I love that!”Again, I did as she asked. I ran my tongue over and around her pussy, tasting the salty musty juice flowing from her cunt. I swirled my tongue around her clit, and.