"I really didn't want to cross that Lisa Chen, because she is a catty little Chinese Bitch; but I had no choice."She can cause me a lot of trouble. I ...hink she dislikes me anyway," Ann complained."I'm not sure though... you know what they say about the Chinese being inscrutable," she laughed."Would you like me to talk to Dale," David offered."I know him pretty well." Thank you, David," Ann replied, touched that he was willing do that for her."But don't get me in any more trouble than I'm. "We gave her a map and everything since we had Spencer to kinda guide us." So she was all alone?!" Cat bemoaned, and started freaking out. "And you-" Oh fuck."The three former Hollywood Arts students simultaneously looked back at the eldest Vega s*ster. Each with a different expression. Cat reacted to the swear word of course, while Andre felt confused, and Tori could just feel that her s*ster had done something awful."Trina…" Tori said, trying to coax something out of her."Ohmygod… I'm so. Without Pat he was like a sailor lost at sea, unable to secure provisions even though a plethora of hungry fish swam around him. He thought back to what had caused this incident. Swinging around to the source of this series of ambivalent events, a small female clad in a black, diamond encrusted bodycon mini dress, dove toward his face causing him to flinch.“Hiiiiiii,” she began. “You gots a cute butt mister.”Gerald, perplexed, simply smiled and said, “Thank you.”“My name is, Bay-be,” she. He wanted me that way: needy, helpless and weak with desire. He often made me wear headphones to my bed. The headphones filled my dreams with his silky voice tirelessly repeating: "I will become a weak fag boy for Master, I kneel before him, I eat his lifegiving seed."I remembered my mantra and became even crazier with lust, but the sound of his real voice pulled me back to the here and now: "I am going to make you a real fag boy now. Are you ready to be emasculated forever? Are you ready to.