It was stabbing her and making her recoil, this memory. It was frightening because as she looked at the unfamiliar woman, Harriet recognised her own f...ce. She was looking in a mirror and seeing someone else. The gun was in mouth of the woman in the reflection, and the tramp was on top of her, his cock spearing her to the bed; and this last image made the greatest din of all."What have you got besides your clothes?" the tramp growled, holding Harriet above the crevasse and letting her dangle by. The awkward little goth girl looked me in the eyes as she impelled me to straddle her chest, my cock brushing her chin. This sweet, innocent little thing bent her head down, wrapping her soft lips around my cock.I moaned. Everything after this was instinct, my hips beginning to pump. She whimpered around my cock, and I closed my eyes as I gripped the headboard. Her nipples were rock-hard against my thighs as I began to thrust into her mouth, her tongue slick and warm against the underside. With no school to get up in the morning for the girls spent almost every night sleeping over at each others houses. One mid July night they were at Savannah’s place watching TV, bored out of their minds. Their parents were on vacation together and they had the house all to themselves. “Cassie?” Savannah called her best friend’s name. Cassie was laying next to her on the couch and turned her head to look at Savannah. “Yeah?” “You want to play truth or dare?” She asked. Confused, Cassie. .. you think you could maybe ... like give us a moment?"She shrugged, still smiling. "Sure, no problem." She turned and walked back in the direction of the pool, sitting down on the edge and dipping her legs in the water. It actually disturbed me how easily she'd complied, but decided against dwelling on it.Alicia looked at me, clearly curious and certainly worried about what I had in mind. "What is it?" Look," I said, "we've just been fooling around with each other for a while, and sure I've.