"Well, tomorrow, you get to be the entertainment," smiled Monique. "I'm sure you'll look forward to that." Yes, Mistress," was Laura's only replied a... she felt a chill snake down her spine.Chapter 12A New PlanIt was finally New Year's Eve. Steve had to work and would normally have come home early on the day before a holiday. The recent abuse to his rectum, however, would probably keep him working late to postpone any further abuse. He knew that he and Laura would be expected to report to. "Now swallow it." I gulped his load, swallowing several times to get itall, licking my lips and continuing to swallow. I moaned."I thought you told me that sissy cocksuckers don't waste a drop," hesaid."Mmmmm. Yes, that's true."He glanced down at his cock, which still had some cum leaking from thetip. I quickly slurped his dick into my mouth and suckled at hissoftening member, getting every last drop from it. When I was sure Ihad it all I sat back on my heels once more, looking up at. And I went naked around the house when Mom wasn't home, but I kept it a secret from her.The stress of the divorce had made me a very rebellious kid. The two people who really saved my sanity then were my Aunt Jane and my Uncle George. Jane was Mom's sister. They loved the outdoors -- camping and hiking. They'd go up into the Sierras for weeks at a time, backpacking in the high country. They weren't nudists, and even brought swimsuits for when they bathed in the lakes and rivers, even though. Woops! By Rebecca MolayDo not -- I repeat: do not! -- make sexist jokes with wiccas present.?Freddy always got drunk at parties, and at around one AM he alwaysstarted to insult the women present. Not because he believed in what hesaid, but because he loved to see their reaction.This time he had tagged along as some party participants decided to moveover to a farm outside of town -- some kind of commune, they told him.People were listening to Kate Bush, discussing.