"Tell me what?!" I inquired "I am now Bobby's cunt wife" she wiggled her ring finger and I noticed her ring was missing. "My body is his to do whateve... he wants to with and when he wants to", I was completely red with anger and very hot. "Fine! I said" I got up and tried to leave but the first male pushed me down again. The group surrounded me in the chair and Bobby grabbed my wife and bent her over the chair I was sitting in, "Get a good view!" Bobby said, her leg was propped up on the chairs. We told each other everything, we were constantly texting each other, there was nothing we didn’t tell each other. He’s a very good looking guy, so he always has got a lot of female attention, and has always had a lot of girlfriend’s, which he’d always discuss with me and get my advice on. I was the same; I’d come to him for advice about boyfriends and tell him all about my friends and everything that was going on with me. We’d often go out together; we were more like best friends than. What are you doing that could help me, Priest?”“I treat them with respect ... girls like that. Girls that aren’t sisters or cousins, like that too. Remember that, OK?He gave me a slap on the back and went into his room.I walked into my room, finding Betty and Jill, sitting on my bed, apparently waiting for me. I had given my oldest sister a key to my room, so I wasn’t terribly upset.“Elizabeth tells me you tutor, is that right, Priest?” Jill asked, playing with her long hair.“Yes, I do,” I. A guy could masturbate for years.Got it, he thought, once he saw a memory of Bri pulling her hair up forher escort gig. Perfect! Just like the Bunny style, piled up high likea beehive. He followed her finger motions. He actually felt prettyconfident in getting the headband in correctly, despite bending over asif preparing for an airliner crash landing. He put the flexibleheadband arch over his scalp and felt over the few loose long locks. Hehopefully restored the two curls of hair that.