. again. As I went to pick up my check, he had another idea.Forty minutes later I was no longer a virgin, but I still had a job. The funny thing about...it was that I felt nothing. It made me think. For most of my life it wasn't just that life had passed me by, I was disconnected. I didn't feel anything. I had no idea what love was. I also had no true hatred. Over the next couple of years, I started using what I had to get ahead. It wasn't like I became a whore or anything. But if I needed a few. It would be awful and my dad would probably take my car away. Compared to that, fucking this fossil seemed almost appealing. He'd been pretty nice so far and at least it would be over quickly. And he said if I did it he wouldn't call the cops or even report the accident. I just wanted to get home and curl up in my own bed and forget that any of this happened.I opened and closed my mouth a couple of times but my throat was really dry. I swallowed hard. "Don't do that," I heard myself saying.. "Have a seat, Miss McNichols." I waved my hand at the chair set in front of my desk. She could see a large file set on top of my desk with her name on the tab. It was very thick and imposing, but it was only a prop... I had asked Miss Blakely to save a bunch of the papers she would normally throw out and I used them to make her "file" look threatening!"I-Is that all about...me?" The leader of The Bad Girls Club was suddenly very humble!"Yes, I'm afraid you have gotten quite a file in your time. On was about 7 inches, another the same but much thicker. The last was on the guy who was oldest. He had an 8 incher that was thick but, like Troy, had a huge orange sized knob on it. I was kneeling on the mattress and they surrounded me, slapping my face with their cocks. I could tell at least 2 of them had been drinking beer as well. The oldest spoke. He stated that Troy told them what a cock slut and faggot I was and they wanted to use me. He had me stand and they tied me spread out between.