“I didn’t know!”“I told Mum about it while you were having your shower. She said you were the same with her this afternoon.”“I was? Oh!”...I was starting to get embarrassed. This made me sound so pathetic. I pulled some of my hair around so it covered my face – hiding my shame from the darkness.“It’s okay. You had a pretty upsetting time over the last couple of days. I expect doing something like that is fairly normal. I don’t know how you survived school though.”I tried to remember how I’d felt. Her penis was semi-hard and I could see that she had a small set of balls hanging down below it. It was pretty weird seeing a package on the body of a sixteen year old girl, but I was starting to get used to weird things.“You are *so* dead!” She growled.I decided to make a preemptive strike while she was still dealing with her underwear. I tackled her backwards onto the bed, managing to gain the upper hand as she kicked and growled at me. After a quick but frenzied struggle I was able to flip. Well it was about 11 Oclock when we started to leave and man was it a storming out, but Dad was determined to get home sleep in his on bed that night. Dad wanted to drive and so he did like a bat out of hell on some narrow back road. It was suppost to be faster until dad clipped a chemical truck. It was a waste managment truck carrying hyrodchloric acid. Some how no one was hurt, but mom she washit with the acid in the face being permently blinded for the rest of her life. Mom was only 32. Many of the girls taken in by Isabella Ross and her finishing school had nowhere else to go and jumped at the chance the scholarship offered them. They embraced the sisterhood of like-minded women the sorority offered them, as well as the leadership Isabella and her tutors gave them. Many failed to graduate and were found jobs in the retail and service industries. Riley had been one of those that barely made it through to graduation. They had walked almost a full circuit of the room politely.