” Phil said.I tried to be brave and stand up in the face of such a repressed homo like Phil but I couldn’t help myself. I cried.“BooHoo, oh I ma...e the lesbo cry! Oh Tina, would you munch my carpet?” Phil mocked.“Why certainly Paula! Let’s go make dyke love at the lake. Oh wait! I’m not a fucking dyke whore!” Phil’s friend said.“That doesn’t matter, come here and let me make beautiful lesbo love to you.”“Oh…mmm..mmm…mmmm” and the two pretended to make out. Even between my tears I had to let out. Spending the holiday season in my home town has refreshed those doubts. Sometimes I think that I wanted to try my fortunes elsewhere just because I wanted a new adventure. Now, I have to decide whether I want to continue with my job or quit so I could find a job closer to home. I know any job I could get here would pay considerably less than I make now, but I would be a lot closer to my mom and my brother.While I ponder the future, I look around the town's New Year's party and look at the. It had been awhile since they hadbeen intimate since Emily was on her period. Kris nodded keepingconversation to a minimum as his eye was set on Emily's dainty snatch.Kris was in awe as to how he ended up marrying one of the mostbeautiful women he had ever met. And no, it wasn't just the inside ofEmily that was beautiful, the outside was a story in itself. She hadlong blond hair which cascaded to the back of her bodacious ass. It wasthick and fat yet her body shape was super fit with a perfect. "You're hurting me," I complained."Then don't make me angry," he glowered as he forced the phone from my hand. He took a deep breath and brought his face up next to mine and grasped my cheeks and squeezed. "Yes I think that I'll take Tabatha first. Just the thought of forcing my big cock into her tight young pussy is getting me hard." He was so close I could smell the musky smell from his body. I started shaking with fear.He grabbed my hair with his left hand and twisted, bringing tears to my.