.. to fill in the holes... of your double...and triple pierced ears... adorned with multicolored fruit loops...fucking cheap kids cereal... fruit loop...... "fruits for the fruit"...dangling... from the excessively long ends... of the paperclips... fruitloops... lightly... gently... lewdly... and hanging so low... alongsideyour face... and below your ears... that every time you even move...turn your head to respond to a Man's dirty remark... shake your headno... which or nod an answer to. I am walking home from school on Wednesday afternoon after cheerleading practice when I notice a navy blue car coming very slowly down the street. My guess is that the driver is trying to find someone's house and is having trouble finding it.I ignore it, and keep walking. Then the next thing I know, there the car is next to me, and the doors open, and I am grabbed.I scream as a hand claps over my mouth, and pulls me into the car. I am blindfolded and an arm holds me still, with the hand still. Chapter 3: The TripThe trip got off to an uneventful start. Nothing happened on the plane, in Toronto, on the train, in Montreal, on the first bus trip, or in New York City, which was anything other than a couple of people in the prime of their golden years traveling together. We held hands now and then, and exchanged rather chaste hugs and kisses. Well, there were a few more steamy moments, but I never once felt the need to push Ron away, or slap his face, like I sometimes needed to do when I. "Yes, Brad, you. You're the only one with a penis here," she joked and reached over and gave it a squeeze."Don't forget, you're turn at Truth or Dare is next," Debra reminded me so I asked if I could choose to ask them both and they agreed."Okay, Truth or Dare." Dare," they both said at the same time."I dare both of you to let me fuck you, each of you," I brazenly dared. They both laughed."At least you're predictable, Brad. We accept, it's just what we wanted, after all," Tina told me as she.