He went and got his wife to try and calm Deanna down, but she just wouldn't stop crying. He had gone into Deanna's purse and found a card that gave ou... number as an emergency call number and he had called me. He led me to room 214 and let me in. His wife was sitting next to the bed holding Deanna's hand and talking to her in a soothing voice as Deanna lay there and sobbed. The manager's wife got up when I came in and she and her husband were starting to leave when I stopped them and asked a. ”She did, her eyes staring at me with wild lust now and not disgust and anger. “I’m so sorry for calling you a filthy, little harlot. You’re not. I’m so, so sorry, Chloe.”“That’s Ms. Quick to you,” I snapped. “And I said apologize with your mouth.”Confusion flicked across her face. “Um ... I did. I said I was sorry. I am so very sorry.”“She means suck her cock,” cooed Mrs. Solomon. “There’s that big dick you need. Get your lips wrapped around it.”“No she didn’t,” Ms. Lyon said. “Stop being a. Let’s just chat at lunch, how does that sound?” Lauren asks. “Yeah, sure,” I say rather disappointingly. As we pull up to the school, we’re dismissed for the rest of the day. Abony pulls me along as we follow Wendy out to her car. “We have definitely got to chat about what the fuck just happened today,” Abony says as we get into Wendy’s car. “You… You just got hit with some massive energy from that crystal thingy.”We arrive at Wendy’s giant Florida mansion. As soon as we get inside Wendy’s. “You are my fucking beast,” Penny whispered back. “You can do anything you want to me.” And she meant it. Sam slowed to a gentle grind. “Yeah, so I was actually thinking about something.”Penny pushed him away to look into her eyes. She smiled. “What do you have in mind, you naughty boy?” “Remember that movie we watched the other night?” Sam asked.“We watch a lot of movies,” she said, now looking at him curiously.“Remember that ‘Fifty Shades’ thing?” he asked, a bit sheepishly.“Awful..