I was "cheerleader material". I frowned at this thought. I never wanted to be a cheerleader, and besides, how many times does the book-smart brunette ...et picked over the bubbly blonde? Pushing those thoughts from my mind, I continued to please myself, forcing a second finger in me with a groan. No matter how hard or often Eric and I slept together, I was always virgin-tight. I stopped long enough to move to my bedroom and strip off my clothes. Laying back on my chocolate-and-gold silk sheets, I. Ashley gave her son the envelope and told him to open it. He looked atit and saw a check for $14,000. He assumed it was a bribe for him tostay. "Mom I will take this gift, but it does not change anything. Iwill consider it payment for the pain and suffering you put me throughthe last couple of years."The gravity of the situation hit and Ashley fully understood why her sonsaw the gift as a bribe. The money was not given as a cashier check andthe cautious lady always used them for large sums. "Look behind you, and you'll seeme smiling back at you."You whirl around, but of course there's no one there. You turn back tothe mirror. Staring back at you is your reflection, unchanged. You looklike a girl. You are a girl. But who are you?You don't know.The thought terrifies you."I'm..." you whimper, turning this way and that in front of the mirror."I'm..." Yes?" the voice asks, taunting you. "Go on." I'm..." you say again, your voice trailing off."Yes?" the voice asks again.You stare at. Idon't care if it hurts you, or if you beg me to stop. I am going to fill yourpussy with my cock and fuck you as hard as I want, for as long as I want, untilI am satisfied... You liethere while I selfishly take pleasure in fucking you hard. It hurts a bit, andI am so rough and wild with you that you get a little scared, but that makes iteven more exciting for you. You come from the brutal fucking, panting like adog, and moaning loudly. Your head is thrown back and your mouth is wide openin a.