I ... I think we’ve broken her. It’s all falling apart. She won’t admit she’s gay.”I hopped off my bed, my pigtails flying, and flew to my f...iend. I embraced her, the dildo digging into my stomach, our tiny breasts pressed tight. She pressed her wet face against the nape of my neck, shaking harder, clinging to me.“Let’s go talk to Clint. He’s got to have a plan. He must have been thinking all night about the problem.”“Y-you really think that Clint will help?”I pulled away from her enough to cup. The only thing he did say was, "Be ready for the questions. There are going to be a lot," and then he took a phone call and was still on it when we parked.We were met by several dozen officers before the car stopped moving. The media was everywhere. There must have been a dozen trucks with camera towers high in the air. I heard Marley yelling my name. All I could do was just wave.We were then led inside by one of the side doors and then down the corridor. The bodies were still on the floor. The kiss is intoxicating and so full of need. His hands come around, gripping my ass, and pulling me close to him. I can feel his erection against my belly and I let out a low throaty moan. When he breaks our kiss, I lower myself down. I undo his slacks and release his cock from within his pants and boxers. I lightly kiss the tip of his head, before I wrap my lips tightly around him and work down his entire length. Frank’s fingers are in my hair, holding me as I suck him. The throb on my. And you'd be in big trouble. Probably reform school. But I won't." Feeling a little bit better but still scared to death, I could just wait and try to dry the tears out of my eyes. "But there's no way I can keep from calling your parents," he said. I went back into the whole thing again, crying harder. This was even worse. My parents would go nuts. A spanking was nothing. I'd be grounded for life. I'd never see TV again until I was 20. My bike would be sold immediately. I'd never.