The kid and his lawyer were trying to work out a deal to reduce some other charges in exchange for his cooperation, everybody smiling at each other, l...ing like motherfuckers, but the deal got done. The kids attorney was an officious bitch with glasses that would slide down her too narrow nose, and he said, gesturing with a neatly forked square of rib eye, ‘she had this habit of pushing them back up with her middle finger, the whole time she’s cutting this deal with us she’s flipping me off.’. However she was determined to look on the positive side,and to make the most of things. She mentally listedthem. One; the villa was perfect. Two; there was not acloud in the sky. Three; she could still have a goodtime with Carl. Things weren’t that bad, all in all. Shesat down with us and took a croissant from the plate.She reached languidly for the jug and poured out anorange juice. “Well, Kelly, do you like it?” Carl had returned.“It’s wonderful, Carl.” She. Omg he was getting hard again, I looked at him and like proper little whore opened my legs and offered him my sore abused pussy. He didn’t need asked twice and fucked me hard. He pulled out and shot his load over my tits, then kissed me, beautiful he said you enjoy that ( I must admit I had even if my holes were sore ). He got dressed and left, I lay there shattered when my mom walked into the room with big grin on her face. Walked over and kissed me on the cheek, let’s get you cleaned up. She had never been in trouble before. There was that time in her previous school when she had been told off for passing a note to a boy but the humiliation of being sent from the classroom and being forced to stand alone in the corridor like a prisoner waiting for a mugshot was painful beyond belief.To the left and the right, the empty corridor seemed to go on for miles. She could just about hear classes underway in the adjacent rooms and, in the distance, could see the school secretary.