. “ she petered out.“I’ll be on your side, whatever it is.” I tried to stop my imagination running away with me.“It’s ... dreams I’ve ha... ... a couple of times...”“Bad dreams?”“Well, more, sexy kind of dreams.”“Oh,” I was nonplussed. “Well that’s natural I suppose. Did they worry you?” I wondered whether girls have wet dreams? I’d have to look it up.“It’s because...” she was looking down at the floor, “they were about me and a ... girl...”“Oh, well...” I tried to get my head round it, “it might. Immediately, all of the other tentacles sprung out, wrapping around Kate and lifting her into the air. "Allison, help me!" Kate screamed as she tried to pull the tentacles off her, but it was too late. Allison moved back a couple feet, smiling, knowing what would happen next. The tentacles ripped Kate's clothes off her body, exposing her 34 C cups and shaven pussy. Since they were already wet, they slipped right into Kate's pussy and ass, as Kate let out a scream. Allison noticed that the plant. We quickly dived into the small talk. He was easy to talk to and even though this was only our second time in person, it felt like I was with an old friend. It felt amazing to be able to talk to adults again. Since moving to Ohio, I had been working from home. When our daughter was a year old, I quit my job to be a stay at home mother. A few short months after that we moved to Ohio where my husband had grown up. I didn’t have any friends my age that weren’t linked Jason in anyway. He had great. Havingforced me to be their little whore, they were now laughing asthey forced me to thank them and beg them for more. I knew thatwould last until I got AIDS and died a slow, lonely death in theprison hospital.No, I was going to do what ever it took to stay out of prison. Ihad to play along with Cynthia, even if the humiliations she wasforcing upon me fed the fires of shame that already burned sointensely in my heart. And despite my conscious revulsion at whatwas happening to me, deep off in a.