You are hidden somewhere under the duvet. Little by little, my poor brain begins to bring up to speed on the night before.Oh, God! I tentatively feel ...y bottom parts. Ouch! Sore. Remembering more now, the riding crop, the knobbly glass dildo thingy.I need a pee and, once in the bathroom (too bright), more memories. And the red marks on my bottom and the insides of my thighs. My little oyster is a bit red too, but it doesn't hurt to pee, and I don't think any harm has been done. Fuck. Amanda. The perils of teenage life was bearing down upon her and the sheerembarrassment caused be her former friend had reduced her to tears infront of the whole class.Patricia was a late developer, she wore padding under her bra's in theform of inserts and today, in the changing rooms Vicky had snatched oneaway.The insults flew in, the girls all pointed and laughed, calling her"Patty Pancake", the girls joked about how her real breasts were nothingmore than bee stings and how even little girls had. ”“Guy, you’ll never know how much I was wishing this would happen. I could see the difference in Mom, and I knew she wanted your Mom... “OMIGOD! I’ll have two moms now.”“Yes, and that’s not all. Both of them want to have at least two babies.”Rachel asked, “Where will we live? Here, or up there with Cindy?”“I’m not sure, but wherever it is, we’ll be together... “I do know, they are making plans to change a lot of things, and the three of us will get to travel a lot together, when we’re not in. “We’re each other’s fuck-buddy when no one’s available,” Evie informed him. “And now I think Eves and I just found another person to join our club,” I added. “You mean that?” Jake looked and sounded hopeful as he looked from me to Evie. “Yeah,” Evie nodded. “Sometimes we need a real cock to stick it in us whenever we need an itch scratched,” she giggled. “Any time, ladies, any time,” he growled. “That’s good to hear because,” I paused and sat up, pulling Evie to a sitting position as well as I.