But you can work on it tomorrow, I made dinner reservations at 6:30 and it is 6 now. Go change and Ill meet you outside. Dasha walked to the dressing...room and took of her skates. She put on a pair of leggings over her leotard, which was dark pink with sequins, and a black sweater over that. She slipped her feet into her Ugg boots and tied her skates together, slinging them over her shoulder. Before she left the dressing room, she decided to weigh herself on the scale. Dasha was sixteen years. "Ok Joe Tom help me to lift her up Im gpoing to get underneath her "Greg got on the tsble laying on his back his big cock stood to attention "Righ put that bitches arsehole over my cock" Greg said excitedlyThe two guys lowered my arse onto Gregs enormous hard on "ah fuck " I yelled as they pressed me down hardTim had been standing in the corner wanking his ccok the whole time not saying a word."Tim get your fucking ass over here and have a piece of this whore"Tom yelled to himTim came over to. The doctors had assured her, one round of treatment would knock the CD, is what they called it, right out of her system. They had caught it early and success was certain.“You better. Who’s going to take care of me when my spark plugs fizzle?” She smiled back and lead me upstairs to my old room.I took over the house starting with dinner. Mom didn’t like to go out. She wasn’t afraid to be seen, bald or wearing her cap, but the drugs tired her. She would never accept looking frail. I cooked,. ” She handed me a slip of paper. “These girls,” she said, pausing, “women really, have been causing a good deal of mischief, and they have been serving our enemies; falling on their backs. You know what I mean.”I nodded and refused to smile since she was so serious.“I want you to go rape them, defile and degrade them. The girls tell me you are capable of such a thing.”“Are they married?”She shook her head, “Not really, just marriages of convenience, paper weddings.”“I don’t like it,” I said.“I.