Brittany licked her lips again, savoring the delicious taste of warm cum as she strutted past Mr Jones’ secretary, Amy. Amy hated Brittany , she hat...d the slutty way Brittany dressed around the office, and she hated the way all the men of Sharpfield and Jones couldn’t keep their eyes off her. This was a real shame because Amy would look pretty great if she put the effort in. Brittany knew this and loved it; she loved to tease Amy any chance she got. Leaning against Amy’s desk Brittany sighed,. "He's a rude one, ain't he?" Melonie interupted."I'd give him 'The Sock' for that, Bee!" 'The Sock'?" I thought fearfully to myself, "What's that?!" Yeah, Mel, I think I ought to, that'll teach the dweep some manners!" Belle chuckled, she leaned to the side to grab her bright pink bag and rummaged around inside it. She suddenly pulled out a dirty grey gym sock."You know what that is, fart-face?" Kaylee asked."N-n-no..." I quivered."That's Belle's sock she wore for P.E earlier," She explained,. Hanover for attempted murder. Mr. Hanover had been paroled four weeks ago and had died from a massive heart attack within two weeks -- two weeks before his fiftieth wedding anniversary. And today, the day of the anniversary, his widow had taken out her grief and rage. Dad had stepped out of the station, on his way to meet Mom for lunch, and Mrs. Hanover had shot him twice in the chest. I was asking God why the hell he couldn't take me when Brad ruffled my bangs and plopped down on the bench. I don't know what you've done to us, Luke. You've taught me not to grab everything all at once, Olga's happier about her body than she ever used to be, Ulrika's turned into someone who's totally different. She's so good with clothes and she's been helping me to alter some of my stuff while we've been chatting. Even Frau Fischer's less tense than she used to be.' She cocked her head and looked up at me. 'Ulrika and I have talked a lot about you, completely honestly, and neither of us resents the.