Scratching at his face and arms, clawin gat his hair, twisting away from him.He tried to capture my hands, but I was fighting to hard.He hit me.Openha...ded across the face. Stunned, my struggles ceased long enough for him to grab the wrist of one hand and pin me.I was tired now. I was losing. I couldn't fight him."That's right, give up you fucking slut."Both my hands were trapped in one of his as he reached down with his free hand to the outside of my thigh, just under my ass. Bringing my. If I didn't keep eating and swallowing, I would choke and die. It was a busy building, and hundreds of students and teachers shit in the toilet and into my mouth in the two days, of course having no idea that they were shitting into a tube connected to my mouth. I almost died. I was out of my mind and hysterical when they took me off the tube. I was so grateful to be released, I sucked the shit right out of Jeff's asshole. I thanked him as I ate his stinking, soft shit turds.>>> I learned my. . . like he was trying to establish some kind of dominance over her right away. It was working. She immediately felt like she was in the presence of someone who was able and willing to take charge of her. And she wanted him too. She was shocked and a little horrified to feel herself getting wet. She was suddenly very aware of how she was dressed, and how exposed she was. He dropped her hand. "Come with me, Lana." He turned and strode away without another glance at her. She felt like she had no. Go and put onsome of my sister's lipstick and comb your hair out and make it lookgirly." Must I?" Yes."Don went upstairs and into Susie's room. He found some cosmetics andthought to himself that he might as well do a reasonable job rather thanlook like a boy wearing lipstick. He made up his face as best he couldand thought he looked quite reasonable. Then he combed and brushed hislong blonde hair so it curled underneath at his shoulders and had afringe over his eyes. He went back downstairs.