"Bullshit! I have never said anything about you. Even after I heard about the stories you were spreading about me. I know you started those stories ab...ut me participating in lesbian orgies. I am sure you were behind the stories of me being an ice queen, and the one about me living and working in a whorehouse. Who did you get to dress up like me at the local strip club?" Kathryn's voice never rose, but her icy tone turned the room very cold. "I trusted you. You were my first intimate friend. You. Every few moments, he’d turn his head to make sure nobody saw the crude images he was drawing. The detail he went into with his drawings was simply astounding but then again, would most likely get him thrown out of the school. As he looked at the clock, it seemed to click forward once then back twice like you’d see in the movies. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, the bell began to ring signalling the end of the year. Everyone in the class begun to cheer as they gathered their belongings. I told them all about dressing in shorts and T-shirts because it was still hot and to bring a smile and look forward to seeing them on Saturday.I decide to show everyone there duties on Saturday and then the farm would open on Monday for business. I met the Roscoe's niece Fuksu, she was about 5ft and had a tight little body. Fuksu looked like one of the girls from the Fast and Furious films and she had on a tight tank top covering her C cups. Her ass you could have bounced a quarter off and she. It looked as though it was a man with long hair held back in a ponytail. But wait. As she looked more intently it was not a man but a young woman, possibly in her late twenties. She positioned herself and began to touch the pinkness in front of her eyes. Soon a finger had found its way between the folds and was slipping inside.One of the gang then approached the girl. For some reason she was not fearful. That was until they spoke.'You bitches will pay for damaging one of our bikes!'It was.