" I heaved a sigh of relief that quickly turned into a horrified gasp as mystep-father savagely kicked Isabella in the stomach, knocking the breathout...of her and making her curl up into a tight little ball of pain. Itried to say something, to beg him to stop, to tell him it wasn't reallyher fault, anything to stop him from hurting her. But I couldn't breathe.Finally I saw her stirring again, looking up at him with a manic smile,her eyes glazed over with lust..."Thank you for punishing this. “You stay here,” Jean said, walking past Reina.“Wait,” Reina said, still frazzled. “Why did you save me? Even after what I did to you?”Jean turned to her, a look of determination on her face. “Because even if you don’t see value in your life, I do. God told me to unite the people of this labyrinth and lead them to freedom, and that’s what I’m going to do.”She then ran out of the penthouse and leaped off the balcony onto the dancefloor. All around her, the ravers were either too stoned to fight. My skirt swirled against my legs as I walked and I felt the familiar tug of the suspenders against the stockings. It felt so good!!Each time we went out dressed as we were, we pause as we pass the corner shop to look at our reflections in the window. I really was amazed how good I looked and how sexy the pleated skirt was. My silicone breasts gave me a very good figure and again I felt my penis trying to escape from its trapped location between my legs.We walked on. As we approached Susan's. Marla was so hot over this incident. She said the hot cum shooting on her leg, as the waitress stood there, was such a friggin' turn on. "WOW", she said and would keep saying it for months, even years, to come.I cleaned off the best I could and we went to our car. Marla opened the car door and, while still standing outside, slid off her shorts and panties and got in. This diner, like most, had full-length tinted windows at all the booths. I know she had to have given someone a nice show with.