” Mark said to Phil.“Fuck you fag!” Phil said.“Whatever.” Mark said. He came over to me but I jumped up and ran down the hall. No one follow...d. I turned past the art room and vaguely I heard Ian’s voice behind me calling. I ignored him and burst through the doors and out onto the street. I was unable to get my bike off its chain because I was crying and holding my shirt up. I heard Ian getting closer so I turned and stormed down the street without my bike. I didn’t care that my books were still. ” Dominique lies back on the pillows and relaxes her arms in the scarves. Jean-Luc lays down on the bed between her legs and lifts her red buttocks so her pussy comes to his face. He slowly licks from her anus to her clit, and then circles her clit with his tongue. He kneads his hands into her ass, giving the pleasure a slight twinge of pain. Dominique sighs as Jean-Luc works his way over her clit, suckling and licking, with an occasional nip. “Yes, Jean-Luc. Please….let me cum for you.” “I. My cock twitched at that, and she giggled. ‘You’re not supposed to move,’ she said. ‘They let you play in the ropes and chains?’ I asked. ‘Oh, yes! That was fun. I felt so helpless and exposed! And it was fun to pretend to be scared and stuff, too!’ I shivered again. She placed the magazine, unwrapped now, back on the stand–and we both gasped. Her name was at the top in huge letters. There was little other type on the cover. To the left it said, ‘Hottest new model ever!’ and ‘Our first. She took note that Interstate 40 was several blocks from the diner, and that she was now in a town called Cary.She entered the diner and found a booth away from any of the customers and filled her stomach with pancakes and bacon. She chatted briefly with the waitress, a girl not much older than herself, then left the diner and wandered into a nearby park, sat down on a grassy hillock to figure out what to do next. It wasn't long before she realized that teenagers without homes have few options..