As I spread it out the front opened up revealing the icon of a rabbit standing on its hind legs."Oh cute, I guess you play for the Rabbits," Kitty sai... with a giggle. "But is that really yours?"I spun the jersey around to view the back. The outfit had a large number five on the back. Above the number, my name was written in gold. I showed this to the others. 'I guess it's mine." Wow," Brittany said from just in front of me. I looked over and she had reached into my locker and was looking at the. "Just... odd, I guess."Laura ran one finger along Yvette's brown foot, then up her extraordinarily perfect calf to her knee."I can't get over that wild top," Yvette said. "How does it go on." Just slips on," Laura said. She got a quick idea. "Want to see?"Yvette said nothing. Her eyes were shiny. She was slightly drunk, but still in control.Laura pulled the net top slowly up her body, over her naked breasts, then up over her head, shaking her hair free."See?"Slightly shocked, Yvette just stared. I flinched as he slapped my arse. Please, let me go I cried slightly louder than before as you slipped a finger inside my tight pussy. God, no. I watched your eyes close in anger. You tore my knickers from me and placed them inside my mouth. Thats better, you little slut. Look at the juices on my fingers, your pussy is wet even though you are being raped, such a whore. He bit into my breast hard, and then sucked enough to leave a mark after, maybe even draw blood. My tears came harder as my. After a long shower she throws on a pair of shorts and her t-shirt(you know the one). As she goes in the kitchen she is surprised to see her mother home. Jane asks "Shouldn't you be at work?" Yes, I called in sick. I was concerned about you. You havn't got home till after six in the morning the last two days. Out of curiosity did you 'give Dave St. James a good time'?" asks her mother."I-I," replies Jane trying to figure out what she should say."Answer me now dammit," demands her mother."Ok,.