Perhaps they were pondering what new horrors to perpetrate next time on me, or Keyboard, or Daria, or Angel, or even on that damned redneck Wanda Jean...Lassiter. Lassiter and I, enemies from the beginning, now had a common foe more dangerous than either of us. Nobody ever proved it, but I firmly believe the Fillies' leader was right when she implied the breakdown in the gang truce could be laid at the feet of Martindale and Hunsucker. Would there be any more suicides? Would Daria, or Keyboard,. "Yes, I have been stealing" I mumbled, barely audible. Jim then used the barrel of his gun to direct my chin towards him and he told me to look at him. I did so and immediately felt coldness from his eyes. "We will deal with this problem among ourselves, Jack" he said in a lowered, somehow more serious sounding tone that scared me even more. "But first" Jim said as he looked over my shoulder at my daughter laying on the floor and smiled, "the video gets even better."I turned back to face. A new pair of panties, also tighter than before; I wasthrilled. She threw a cotton nightgown at me and told me to putit on. Even the cotton felt sensual against my mostly bare skin.I had to keep the panties and bra on underneath, which, of courseI didn't mind a bit! She took me into the bathroom again,scrubbed my face with a cleansing cream, and put on a facial maskthat quickly hardened on my skin. "Even at night we have to dothings to ourselves for you pig-men," she said. Once again,. ” said Christina. “NO PANTIESAND NO BRA!! Again, you’ll get to school early so we can inspect you, and make adjustments.”“And remember BITCH, you need to make some money tomorrow, so plan on sucking lots of cock. You don’t have much time left,” reminded Linda.“Oh, one more thing before we say goodnight slut,” said Christina. “I want you to get your parent’s digital camera and using the timer, take about a dozen photos of yourself. Totally naked, legs spread and the cock in your mouth. Be sure.