I guess she didn't tell you.?I shook my head and croaked ?No. She didn't. Please...?Jerry patted me on the back. ?Don't worry. I won't tell anybody.? ...epushed me back slightly and looked at my face. ?You know, you look reallynice in those things.?I couldn't meet his eyes. ?I'll change. Just give me a minute.? I startedto turn, but Jerry held on to me.?Why change? You're doing what you like to do. Don't let me stop you.? Hekept a soft grip on my biceps.How could this have happened? I thought I. . .She had no idea how long it had been when she blacked out, but when she woke up she felt someone or something dragging her. Was it Banjo, her dear old time friend? No, it doesn't smell like him, nor does it sound like him. A mixture of anger and fear overcome her, but Kazooie was too dazed todo anything. She slipped in and out of consciousness as whoever was dragging her took her to wherever they're going. Kazooie managed to regain full consciousness, realizing that she was nolonger in that. I never thought anything like this was really possible with my dad until you started talking about it.” She grabbed her friend’s face and forced her to look up from her crotch. “This was your whole plan all along, wasn’t it?”Becca giggled. “You’re welcome!”“Sorry, Daddy, it looks like we’ve been played.” Nicole shoved Becca’s face back down into her cunt. “This bitch tricked me into fucking you just so she could get invited in on the action.”I got up onto my knees and positioned myself behind. "Renee, he's a grown man and he can date whoever he wants. I like him, but I don't own him. And don't you dare throw him out either. I may not be exotic and beautiful like her," she slapped the paper, "but I'm the better pick and I think he's smart enough to see that."Renee agreed vociferously. "You're right. You're better than that blond bimbo any day, and if he's not smart enough to see that then you don't need him!"That night Ramona reported the conversation to Robert, who identified the.