Abigail: Hey!What now?Me: Me?Abigail: Yes, you!Me: What are you wearing?She’s wearing weird clothes. A white sweater and tight leggings. They were i... winter clothes.Abigail: Nevermind that! We need your help!Me: What with?Abigail: Come on. Follow me.Me: What if I don’t want to?Abigail: Come on already!I followed her towards Abigail’s room. Eve was sitting on the floor.Me: Eve. What’s going on?Eve: Hahaha! Funny story. The genius here broke the key in the door and we can’t get in.Me: How did. ”I had stopped crying, that somebody who took all my air and squeezed my chest was gone. Gone! My breaths were deep, my lungs filled with air on each one. I was breathing hard, but it was from the … well, I don't know if exertion is the right word. But it was from getting spanked. My mind was clear, I wasn’t worried about Greg or my boobs or even, amazingly, my mother. That dark blanket of anxiety was … gone.“I better check the damage,” Stephanie sighed, as if she was a doctor checking her. ”I found out she didn’t have a real daddy because the boyfriend prick had run away out to California wanting to get into the movies as a stunt man and got himself kilt jumping off a balcony onto a skittish horse that trampled him right on the ground with no bad intentions at all.That generous hipped lady moved all her stuff from the big city up to my little Post Office and started cooking all my food getting me all fatted up like some calf getting readied for the last trip to the stockyards. I. Ana told me that her cunt got wet when she heard those words.But then she had told them that she really had to go and they had replied that she should at least think about their offer and let them have her panties so let them know she would think about it. I opened my eyes wide in surprise as she smiled. Then she took my hand and slid it up her inner thigh to her naked pussy. She had really taken off her panties in front of those guys…Anita then told me she was really horny and she would need.