Something else to frighten f******n year old Karen. "You justgonna stare at me, like a littlefreak?" Karen shook her head. "Good. I don't like people ...taring atme. Especially little freaks likeyou. Now, tell me your name." "Karen," came the whispered reply. "Alright, then Karen, you remeber this: don't upset me again or you'llbe sorry." Afterissuing her threat, the blonde girl walked off. Karen watched her go.Another girl, this one Karen'sage came walking up to Karen. "Do you know how lucky. Robbie came downstairs just as I was getting ready to leave. She looked around with half-closed eyes, mumbled something, and headed for the kitchen. I grinned and took off. I spent the rest of the day at the gym. We were hosting a big meet, and besides helping Gary with the team, I was a general go-fer.The meet had three sessions, and our team was in the second one at two. The meet went great. Our level eights took first and our level sevens took second, though Kelly and Cheyenne tied for first. “But I want you bad. I like you bad. And I know that deep down, you’re a bad girl who likes it rough.” With those words he tightened his hand in her hair till her forehead reddened. He grabbed her shoulder with his other hand and, without warning, rammed his entire length into her mouth. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxLaura’s eyes bulged and she groaned around him as his cock hit her soft palate and went further till he was literally halfway down her throat. The veins in her neck stood out. I’d fallen asleep in the recliner at the studio after I’d finished painting. That had been about eleven this morning. It had taken six hours to paint.“What time is it?” I croaked.“Nearly one,” Kate said. “We got worried that you hadn’t come home yet or called. But none of us got out of bed—well, except to change beds—before noon, so we just grabbed coffee and came over to the studio when Bree, Allie, and Whitney left.”“I had to paint.”“You sure did. This is so emotional it makes me want to cry.