We sat down on her couch and started to chat about life. She once again said she really wanted a k** but could not find a man that would be a good fat...er for her k**. I pretended to be insulted and said that you have a guy right here. I would not make a good father?She blushed and said that she would not ask me. We were too good friends to ruin it by having sex for her to have a k**!I leaned in close and told her I would love to try to make her pregnant! She looked me in my eyes and told me to. The olive skinned girl said to me s**thingly. With this the girls all restrained Jamie, who was now crying and struggling, sensing what was about to happen. They forced her to remain in a position so she was on her feet, but bent over, her arms and legs restrained. One of the guys approached her from behind, spread her cheeks and started to force his manhood into her anus. In stark contrast to her not even being able to tell whether my penis was inside her or not, as soon as his swollen globe. .”Whose Prom?” I asked.“Sheridan,” she said. “That was quick. How do you do that?”“So who is he?”“James Anderson.”Quick like a bunny I picked up the phonebook and thumbed through the A’s.“Anderson, Anderson, Anderson. James Anderson, Senior. Senior means there’s a Junior. Ah ... Jim Anderson ... same address. Kid has his own phone.” I dialed.“Sheriff, Hairy. Hi. What can you tell me about Jim Anderson ... the kid.”“Thanks, come out Saturday and we’ll blaze a few rounds. Steaks on the grill .... "I have one more thing to do to you. Now, lie down on your back," ordered Mace.Capri obeyed and in a moment she was aware that Mace was tattooing her. It seemed to take hours, but eventually Mace finished."Now, sit up slowly. This is my gift to you, to show you that you mean so much to me," he stated.Capri sat up and saw that just below her bikini line was the word slave tattooed in red script lettering. Additionally, there was a small image of a mace on her right ankle."Now, everyone.