All the dirt from the unswept floor got on my clothes and skin as I felt my clothes being ripped off of my slim body. Without much effort the thugs gr...bbed my mini skirt’s hem and it was pulled away from me in a brutal frenzy, revealing my almost naked ass that was hardly covered by a small sheer G-thong. At that moment I realized that my scariest misgivings were about to come true. I was going to be gangbanged by all them and nobody had a thought about rescuing me. How could it happen in that. Her people used base eight math. I had trouble understanding just what that meant, but Merita had no understanding of our base ten math. I didn’t even know our math was base ten.When the class ended, I had a headache.Tabitha’s green eyes were equally glazed. I took her hand and the pair of us navigated the school to the natural science classroom. It took us a few false starts to find Miss Madalyn’s classroom. It turned out to be on the first floor, not the second, and we were almost late.“There. .." Wow," Sam said. She was really starting to come out of her shell now. "I met this guy Marco though a fetish site," she explained. "He said he'd show me the ropes... as it were." The unintentional pun helped to lighten the mood a little."What did you guys get up to?" Sam asked. Normally he wouldn't pry into someone's dating history, but the wine and his current blood-flow situation, combined with raw curiosity, got the better of him."It might be better if I show you," Lucy said. She opened. 'Snuggles' was his nickname for her that he had given to her when she was just a baby, because of the way she liked to snuggle up in his arms and go to sleep."Hi, Daddy," she replied contentedly. "Supper is almost ready, but you still have time to wash up first if you want." What's the matter?" he teased as he let go of her, making her feel suddenly lonely. "Is the smell of good hard labour too much for you?" Oh, Dad," she replied, turning to face him, her lips forming a wide grin, "you know I.