”She shook her head. “The only other girl in my English class who seems to get into it is a big whore...”“In high school?”“Well, maybe not...in the stricter sense of the word, but, okay, slut?”“They still have those?” I asked, trying to lighten up things.“Oh, yeah ... Makes me wanna study sociology and psychology, just to understand why...”“They can’t figure it out either, Carlie...”“I saw it close up with Mom,” she sighed. “And I see it close up with people at school. Why?”I shrugged. “You don’t. Let's get you into some of Tiffany's clothes, and then we'llresearch this necklace on the internet.The real Tiffany, now a blonde six inches taller than me and six months'pregnant, took my other hand. "I hate this too," she said. "But we'll getthrough it together, you'll see. With any luck, we'll be like this foronly a little while."* * * * * * * *In Tiffany's bedroom, I made a concentrated effort not to look in amirror. How I felt was bad enough. To see how I looked, I was. Rick watched as his cock went in and out of my pussy. I closed my eyes to enjoy the cocks filling my holes completely. You lost control and said, I'm about to cum.I was lost in my orgasm so you shot your load up my back, then pulled out, the empty sensation in my ass felt weird.. I started to ride Rick back, throwing up my hips at him. He held my waist and started fucking me hard. I knelt up a bit and threw my head back. Oh, fuck! I said, Im cumming. I couldnt squirt any juices though I was. Hmmmmmm, construction workers, she thought to herself. Wonder what floor they're working on? She looked at the control panel and noticed that the 6th floor was the only button pushed. She wasn't aware of anything being done on that floor, but then she only went up there for meetings.She looked over at the two men. Both were wearing tight jeans and t-shirts. One was tall & blond, the other a little shorter with black hair, pulled back into a ponytail. Both were young, probably in their late.