But from the moment she had decided that Hiram was to be her deliverer, she had, subtly she hoped, displayed her considerable charms to him and led hi... to where they now were, making fumbling love behind the hen house. She had flattered him and cooked for him and given him the praise and admiring glances that had worked so well on her father when she wanted something from him. She had found out which colors Hiram liked best and had endeavored to wear those when he was around. She wore her. Why are you girls targeting us younger boys and taking our clothes?'"Victor is it?" quipped Krissy. "Victor, you're a loser. You lost dignity and honor by breaking the rules of White Wear Week." White Wear Week? What's that?" asked a panicking Victor as yet another girl was undoing the belt on his pants. "Wait! Stop! You can't take my pants" he sobbed.The girls stopped undressing him when Krissy put her hand up and proceeded to explain the rules and teased Victor about his breaking them."You. I have been very lax. I should have been coming out of my office and seeing if there was anything I could do for you or Mr. Kyle,” I said as I straightened for her.Her friends were nearby, and they giggled.“Ixnay!” Miss Claire gritted her teeth and signaled through Pig Latin; she wanted me to stop addressing her so formally. I nodded and obeyed her order.“Well, the only thing you are doing running around here is embarrassing me!” she sneered. Then she stormed off with her friends giggling and. Rightly after their tongues brushed past each other again, Marilyn suddenly took the initiative in brushing her hair to one side and roughly frenching Kamesha, raping with her tongue Kamesha's compliant body. She roughly mauled one of Kamesha's breasts with her free hand, then suddenly pulled away from Kamesha. She took up on her knees, slowly stroking herself when she asked, "Kamesha, could you pull up Asia on her knees and stick that fat ass up for me?" Kamesha lazily complied, grabbing.