“Patrick, Vance,” I said. “Having a nice time at the dance?”“What do you think, Russell?” Patrick sneered nastily. “Because of you, our ...avorite sluts aren’t here.”“I don’t know who you’re talking about. I know Marlene was sent to live in Alaska, but I’m afraid I don’t know any other sluts,” I said evenly.“The Powers whores aren’t here because you ratted them out, so I figure you can make it up to us with your new sluts.”“Lana and Beck aren’t whores and they’re not sluts and why they’re not. First a shower, using the hand sprayer to be sure she was thoroughly cleaned inside and out. Then the enemas, repeated until the water ran clean and another run through with the hand sprayer. Without dressing she began to go down stairs. In the small room at the bottom of the stairs she saw that her father had laid out Ann’s old uniform for her to wear. The nearly see through blouse and micro-miniskirt. Brought a small tear to her eye. She really missed Ann.At first Rebecca was nervous, her. No one would be expecting them. Her mind raced. What would he do to me? What would he make me do? She had seen the bulge in his pants. Would I have to satisfy him tonight? Would he make me do it with my hand or something else? They kept walking, Brandy’s nervous as she got close to her house. His hand was still on her waist, but he made no move beyond that. Was I supposed to do something? Should I touch his cock?She didn’t turn around when she reached her door, confused, afraid of doing. It´s something that has to come from the girl. It wouldn´t work if I thrashed you every time I caught you making calf´s eyes at the moon." Dorinda could see the logic. There was almost temptation! Harriet amusedly watched the expressions flit across the lovely face. "Careful, darling. I won´t make a pact with you until you have thought about it a lot. It would be something very real for us both." Harriet laughed companionably. "There´s something showed up that other time. The penitent still.