Just let me make my own decisions for a change.”“Well, your father has to work tomorrow, so if you need to come and get…your things out of the h...use, that would probably be a good time to do it.” I could tell that it pained her to have to say that. I would have to move out eventually, I told myself – I was trying to stifle the immense guilt that was crushing me. “I’ll be over in the morning. We can talk then,” I offered. She gave me another quick hug, placed her hand on my cheek affectionately,. I was hoping you had to,” she admitted.“Have you remembered?” he asked while tapping his foot. Her eyes darted toward the door behind him, proving she was thinking of a quick escape. “Come here, brat!” He grabbed her by the neck of her shirt and lifted her out of the tub. She began to choke again, though it was more exaggerated.He lowered the lid to the toilet and sat on it like a chair before setting her down in front of his legs. “I'm sorry.” She showed him an expression of watering fearful. She made the decision to tell them, so she, or they, could avoid the problem. They all laughed, and agreed not to fuck her in the butt. They agreed that her mouth and pussy were pretty enough for everything they wanted.She got on her knees between them, and started the party. She gave each of them a few strokes, and moved to the next. The boss had sat down in a chair to watch her. She worked them both until she felt the first one, the one that the boss had NOT spoken to, twitching in her mouth.. Richard told Sherri as they had drinks, that it was Big Dog's house and it was a place for a few of their friends to unwind on weekends together. Big Dog played some music and encourage Richard to show Sherri off on the little dance floor. While Richard was holding Sherri close as they moved to the music, another older man entered and sat at the makeshift bar. Sherri noticed the smile he had as he looked at her when she first saw him. As the hour grew on, Sherri and Richard's dancing got a.