You're not angry at me, are you? I mean... you were the one that said before that we could speak openly to each other and... well, I did need some cou...age, but there. I just said it." Her mother's thoughts snapped back into reality. She sighed and said: "No... no, Amy, I'm not mad at you at all. It's just that..." she paused, then took a deep drag of her cigarette in order to buy herself some time and think on how she would answer. "Well... you kind of caught me off guard with what you just. So I'm used to girth... this was girth times 10. On top of the fact that it was as fat as a soda can it was also bent so that it just overstuffed my poor little pussy. Seeing my reaction triggered more aggression from him and he grabbed my throat.. not so hard that he was choking me but he owned me and there was no other way to see or feel it. Holding my right leg up while he kept his other hand on my throat he fucked me senseless pounding me, both legs back helpless against him.. he just. I had seen how Lamar looked at me when I was in the shower. There was a rumor at work that Lamar's wife was not happy with her husband's nocturnal activities. In a bold move, I decided to put Lamar to the test.I turned around on the couch and presented my virgin ass to Lamar. I took my hands and spread my ass cheeks in front of Lamar's face. I wanted Lamar to know that I knew his secret. At first Lamar seemed embarrassed, so I laughed."I thought so," I said.What happened next was a complete. I was accosted by some of the Clique, imploring me to PLEASE let by-gones be by- gones and invite Andrea. I was having nothing to do with it. So, Andrea had to go to HER prom stag ... or doe, or whatever it is they call it when a girl goes dateless.”“Or, sit home alone,” Sarah added. “Congratulations. You must’ve felt like a real big man.”“Like they say, revenge is a dish best served cold. It was a cold prom night. Besides, the way I figured it she was reaping what she had sown.”“How Old.